412 Traces of Reality-Warping (Part II)

The next day.

It was late in morning when Alistair woke up. He felt a headache as he remembered his first wedding night.

"It couldn't be real, right?" Alistair looked around and realized he was sleeping on a sofa.

He fully recalled what happened after his loving wife prepared the wedding pie, and just the thought of it made his legs quiver. He has just stood up but the scenes of previous night made him instantly collapse. 

"This couldn't be happening to me!"

Every scene was like a knife stabbing through his body and soul. It made his blood boil in rage.

Alistair gritted his teeth and jumped up. He left the room as he saw no signs of his wife. 

A minute later, he walked into the living hall where he heard the sound of soft laughter. He glanced into the hall and noticed his parents having a chat with Meryl.

The servants were placing lavish dishes on the table...

When the parents detected his presence, they turned around.