You can go back,” Josh said.
“Please, honey, no. I understand Clara’s recklessness, but please do not cancel the wedding.
I forgave her a long time ago, and you should do the same.”
“I apologize, Mrs.
Arnold. I have a lot of respect for you, but I can’t do this,” Josh stated emphatically before departing.
Clara sobbed to the ground as she watched him walk away. “Are you content now?
You completely ruined our wedding.
Isn’t that what you wanted?”
“No, honey, I didn’t mean that—” Agnes approached slowly to console Clara, but the young woman was so enraged that she threw her grandmother out of the room.
Agnes walked back slowly, taking in the surroundings. The entire atmosphere seemed depressing.
The guests were leaving the hall, murmuring in disappointment, and Timothy and Linda were arguing again.
Tired of all the chaos, Agnes walked over to the seats set up in the wedding hall and sat quietly. Then she called Lincy and asked her to bring the elders from the nursing home to the wedding venue, where Agnes threw them a party.
Seeing everyone enjoying their heart’s content, Agnes was delighted.
Linda and Clara cast a stern glance at her when they saw all the older people arriving at the venue and enjoying themselves, but Agnes didn’t care.
She lost herself in the cheerful atmosphere, forgetting her worries, and poured herself a glass of wine.
*Since I paid for the wedding, I deserve to have a good time. Life is too short to be concerned with everything. I wish I had realized it before,* the old lady pondered as she took a sip from her wine glass.
