Bounded To Happen

Katherine, who had a restful night's sleep after successfully carrying out her plan, was awakened by the maid's voice.

"Young Miss, everyone is waiting for you in the dining room," the maid informed her before leaving.

She sat up in bed and checked her phone; it was already twenty minutes past seven.

'Asher, let's see how foolish I am,' she thought to herself with a smile before standing up from her bed.

Katherine let out a deep sigh before heading to the living room without bothering to freshen up or arrange her messy hair. Her appearance could make someone think she is a madwoman.

"Katherine, don't tell me you are going to have breakfast with me and your sister this way… right?" Mr. Maxwell asked as he stared at Katherine, who found nothing wrong with her appearance.

"What is wrong with me? Or am I too dirty to eat with you and your niece?" Reminded of how he acted the day before her death, she asked rudely.

Annabella, who had been silent, decided to speak up. She raised her gaze to glance at her sister before speaking, "Do you not know how you look? Your hair is smelling and messy. Your face looks like that of a madwoman's, who spit on her face all through the night. Even your dress, yet you want to eat with us? What if your boyfriend comes over, do you expect him to–"

"It's alright. I will go take care of myself," unable to listen to more of Annabella's blunt truth, she cut her off.

After she informed them, she left for her room. She walked into her room, then headed to the bathroom.

She brushed her teeth before taking her bath and came out of the bathroom shortly after.

Katherine applied her skin lotion before putting on one of her favorite gowns, then headed back to the dining room.

"Now you look presentable," Mr. Maxwell said before he continued eating.

She stared at him, then Annabella before she sat down and began eating. While she was eating, she decided to ask, "Dad, what time is my wedding with Eric?"

Upon hearing Katherine's question, Annabella choked.

"Are you okay, Annabella?" Both Mr. Maxwell and Katherine asked simultaneously after Annabella took a cup of water.

She pretended to be alright before turning her gaze to Katherine, "Kathe, when did you change your mind? Didn't you try to commit suicide because you did not want to marry Eric? Have you and Asher broke up? And why am I just hearing about this now?"

Katherine chuckled at her questions before responding, "Suit yourself. Not as if you won't question my answers."

"Dad, I'm sorry… I have to go somewhere," Annabella came up with an excuse before she walked away.

Mr. Maxwell, who is unable to conceal the fact that his alliance with the Jaylen family would benefit his company by entering the UBG (Universal Business Group), began, "Katherine, your wedding is in two hours, okay?"

She swallowed the food in her mouth before she nodded cutely like a baby.

After she was done eating, she checked her phone which was on silent to see if he would call or text her first.

Since he didn't, she decided to call him first. She excused herself from her father before dialing his number:

"Sweetheart, is anything the problem?" Just as she predicted, he asked the same question.

"I just called to confirm if you have secured the loan and how is the wedding preparation going?" She questioned, refraining from laughing.

With the way he was delaying, she thought he was going to sweet-talk her as usual.

"Katherine, the wedding is in two hours. I will text you the address now," he hung up on her without allowing her to say anything.

"Asher, you made a mistake by messing with me," she calmly uttered with a faint smile.

"Katherine, who were you talking to over the phone?" Mr. Maxwell's question made her snap out of her fantasy.

She turned her gaze to stare at her father, who was standing at the corner with a curious facial expression. "No way, don't tell me you think I am calling Asher? Haha, that is crazy," unable to come up with a lie, she teased.

"Then who were you talking to?"

The question repeated, making her hesitant to respond. "Oh… Hmmm… I was speaking to my stylist over the phone. I want to look like a doll, you know?" she shrugged after her reply.

Mr. Maxwell smiled at Katherine before he walked up to her. "Katherine, you will be the most beautiful bride ever in Freeland. Leave everything to me because my invited stylists are professionals," he assured her.

"Awwn… Wow, I can't believe this," she faked a smile before she hugging him tightly.

Her father chuckled at her behavior before he pulled away, "Don't act up. Go get ready. The stylists are waiting in your room."

She bit her lips before she headed to her room. Inside her room, there were three pretty women with their makeup kits and a pretty bridal gown smiling at her on her bed.

She took her gaze away from it, then directed it to the ladies who were waiting for her to speak first. "Good morning. I am Dayton Katherine."

"Oh… my bad. I didn't expect you to be this simple; I thought you were a maid," the eldest among them spoke up.

She ignored their comments before changing into the bridal gown which revealed her curves. Though there was something mysterious that she isn't getting; the gown is undoubtedly the bridal gown she wore on the day she died.

"You look beautiful, ma'am," she heard one of the maids utter. She remembered vividly; those were the same words the stylist who helped her check out the gown told her.

This can't be happening. This must not be what she thought.

She ignored what was going on in her mind and decided to face escaping her death today. She exhaled deeply before uttering, "Please be gentle with my neck. I don't want to be injured."

The stylists nodded to her words before they began to apply the facial makeups on her. After they were done, she checked out herself in the mirror.

It reminded her of that day. Her reflection in the mirror was undoubtedly the same as that day.

Katherine returned to where she sat down after confirming the makeup was alright.

The stylists began the final touches. After they were done with the final touches on her hair, they informed her. "Ma'am, everything is okay–"

"Everything is okay aside from the slight injury caused by my pin on your neck. We are so sorry, right?" She inquired with a pale facial expression.

The stylists' eyes widened at her words. How did she know what they were about to say?

Katherine, who now understood what was going on, yelled at them. "Clean the makeup off my face and remake my hair into free-run!"

'If I can't escape everything that's going to happen today, then I have to run from it! I have to ensure none of what happened that day repeats today!'