Chapter 240 On the day of my wedding , I wore a custom - made gown designed by one of the world's top fashion designers . It was a floor - length silk dress in pure white , the train adorned with tiny diamonds that sparkled like stars under the sun . With my uncle by my side , I walked slowly down the aisle toward Prince Alejandro . " He stood at the end of the red carpet , tall and regal , in a white tuxedo , his eyes locked on me . The way he looked at me , so full of love and tenderness , made me feel safe , warm , and cherished . " But out of the corner of my eye , I spotted Denton and Melanie . They'd been seated in the farthest corner of the venue , nearly hidden among the crowd . " Melanie wore a bright red dress that screamed for attention , paired with heavy makeup that only made her look more desperate . Standing beside her was a tall , intimidating middle - aged man , someone I'd heard was a powerful warlord from Mexico . As for Denton , he was barely recognizable . His black suit was wrinkled and ill - fitting . His hair was a mess , his complexion was sickly pale , and his sunken eyes were ringed with dark bruises . He was skin and bones now , nothing like the confident man I once knew , just a shell ruined by drugs and regret . " When he saw me in my wedding dress walking toward Alejandro , his eyes filled with a pain so raw , it was like watching a man being torn apart from the inside . I had once worn a wedding dress for him , too . " Back then , I truly believed I was the happiest woman in the world . I thought he was my forever . " But now , he had lost everything , including me . " Third Person's POV Melanie noticed Denton's reaction , and a flicker of disdain and irritation crossed her face . She then leaned toward him and whispered coldly , " You're really still staring at that used - up bitch ? Denton , today's the perfect chance . You still hate her , don't you ? Don't you want revenge ? " He glanced at her warily . " But she just smirked and continued , her voice dripping with poison . " Slip her something . Let everyone see who she really is beneath that perfect dress . Let them realize she's just another dirty little whore . " Denton shoved her away , his voice trembling with rage . " Are you insane ?! She's the Middletons ' heir now . If you try anything , they'll destroy you . " Yet Melanie didn't flinch . Instead , she laughed coldly and pulled a syringe from her purse , holding it up for him to see . " Oh ? You think you have a choice ? " she said sweetly . " She stepped closer and hooked a finger under his chin , tilting his face up with a mocking smile , " You're mine now . My dog . " Her voice lowered , seductive and venomous . " You love that slut so much ? Fine . But you've got three minutes . Once your withdrawal kicks in , you'll be begging on your knees , licking my feet like the pathetic junkie you are . Is that what you want everyone to see ? " } Denton's body jerked involuntarily . " Damn it ," he muttered . " This is- " W Before he could say another word , the warlord beside Melanie slapped him so hard he collapsed to the floor . Blood spilled from his mouth , and two teeth hit the ground beside him . Before he could even try to get up , a heavy boot came down on his face . " " Now shut up and listen , " the man growled . " I want the bride in my room tonight . You bring her to me , and we'll share . " " Denton didn't need to be told what would happen if he refused again . Torture was a given . } ] With trembling hands , he picked up the glass of wine that had been spiked and walked toward Sadie . He handed it over , his voice barely audible . " Sadie , congratulations . "