Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 889

The James patriarch, the Thompson patriarch, and several other influential figures from Istra were seated together, their faces beaming with smiles from ear to ear.

Yvonne Jones's wedding had unexpectedly become the elder Mr. James's moment to shine.

Bennett Thompson and Yvonne made their rounds, stopping to greet each table, finally arriving at the one where Bruce Jones and Monica Scott Jones were seated.

Yvonne's heart ached with an indescribable sorrow when she saw her parents relegated to the guest seating.

She had always dreamed that her father would personally walk her down the aisle, place her hand in Bennett’s, and gruffly warn him, “Listen, you little punk, if you ever dare to hurt my daughter, you’ll have me to answer to.”

But now, all she could do was raise her glass and address Bruce and Monica as “Mr. and Mrs. Jones,” the words tasting like ash in her mouth.

Bruce and Monica, however, seemed genuinely happy, offering many blessings. Monica even gave them a generous gift envelope.

“Once you’re married, you’re truly adults. You must build a good life together. Life is short, and being able to spend it with the one you love is the greatest fortune of all.”

Monica took both Yvonne’s and Bennett’s hands, placing them together.

She thought to herself that Bennett was the man Vonnie had loved most, and Yvonne was the young woman Vonnie had saved. Perhaps, in some mysterious way, this was their destiny.

If Vonnie’s spirit was watching from heaven, she would surely bless them.

Yvonne, the weight of a hundred unsaid goodbyes finally crushing her, collapsed into Monica’s arms, weeping with a depth of sorrow that seemed to pour from her very soul.

Monica was taken aback by the outburst, quickly trying to comfort her. “There, there, this is your and Bennett’s big day. Why are you crying? You’re about to be a mother, and you’re still crying like a child. Don’t you worry people will laugh?”

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