Part 3My spirit beast is the book of secrets

My words hung in the air, and the room fell into an immediate, stunned silence.

Everyone looked at me in disbelief, probably not expecting me to be so drastic.

Liam even chuckled. "Summer, are you kidding me?"

"You're calling off our wedding just because of a pair of wedding shoes? Are you seriously making such a big deal out of nothing?"

It was Chloe who messed things up, who ruined our wedding.

But in his eyes, I was the one being petty and irrational.

Liam and I had been together for a year.

But before that, he'd spent three painstaking years chasing me.

He was clumsy but persistent in trying to win me over, always there whenever I needed him.

Even if my heart was made of stone, it would have softened.

The day we finally got together, Liam was as giddy as a teenager.

He hugged me, crying and saying,

"You're a treasure I worked so hard to get, I promise I'll never let you suffer any injustice!"

He kept his word. After we started dating, he was completely devoted to me.

All his actions revolved around my happiness.

So, even though we hadn't been together for long.

When he proposed, I said yes.

But then, during the wedding preparations, this so-called "childhood friend" of his appeared.

From that moment on, Liam seemed to change.

Whether we were on a date or having dinner, he'd drop everything and run off to Chloe whenever she called.

When I got angry, he'd just give me a half-hearted excuse:

"Chloe doesn't know anyone else here, I just want to look out for her a bit."

"It'll get better in a while."

Liam's change in attitude was so drastic that I lost my emotional balance, constantly getting upset and fighting with him.

During that time, I considered more than once whether we should actually go through with the wedding.

But even the night before, I still hadn't made up my mind.

However, just now, the answer suddenly became clear.

I wasn't marrying Liam.

When I didn't respond, Liam assumed I was regretting my decision.

He said, with a condescending tone, "Alright, stop messing around. If you delay any longer, we'll actually miss the scheduled time."

"It's just a pair of shoes, wait..."

I didn't even have the patience to hear him finish. I cut him off sharply.

And answered his earlier question: "Yes, I am."

Liam didn't expect me to be serious about this at such a crucial moment. He was stunned.

But Chloe, standing next to him, started to cry again, her voice laced with false concern:

"Summer, if you want to blame anyone, blame me. Don't take your anger out on Liam. He didn't do anything wrong."

As she spoke, she even knelt down in front of me, completely disregarding her image.

She pleaded, "Summer, you can blame me however you want, but you can't just cancel something as important as a wedding."

"Liam put so much effort into preparing for this wedding. How can you cancel last minute? Have you even considered his feelings?"

"Besides, the guests are all waiting. It would be so bad if you two didn't get married..."

Chloe was pretending to be kind and persuasive, but every word she spoke was laced with accusation.

But I'm stubborn. Once I make up my mind, it's not easily changed.

No one, not even the heavens themselves, could sway me.

I opened my mouth, about to speak.

But then Liam suddenly pulled Chloe to her feet.

He looked at me with a cold expression. "Summer, I'm giving you one last chance."

"If you don't want to make a fool of yourself right now, you'll quietly go through with the wedding ceremony with me."

"Otherwise, you can figure out how to explain it to both our families and all the guests."

That was his way of threatening me.

But Summer isn't someone who’s easily threatened.

I smiled, agreeing readily. "Fine by me!"

Liam's face turned ugly. He repeated "Fine" three times, his voice tight.

Then he turned to the others. "Let's go."

Seeing that we were serious, they hesitated, trying to say a few words to mediate.

But before they could, Liam said coldly,

"She's the one who wants to cancel the wedding. If she regrets it, even if she begs me to come back, I'll have to think about it!"

He was speaking to his groomsmen, but his words were clearly meant for me.

I scoffed, a mocking smile on my face, but said nothing.

After they all completely disappeared from the room, my friends finally asked,

"Summer, what do we do now?"

"Liam's right, the guests are still waiting. He's just leaving you to clean up his mess!"

I let out a cold laugh. If Liam thought this would make me regret it,

then he was incredibly naive!

"It's just a wedding, isn't it? No groom? I'll just get a new one!"

With that, I pulled out my phone and dialed a number.