Vampire's Veil Of Obsession-Chapter 64: The Suprise Wedding

Lilia couldn't comprehend what was happening. Her heart began to drum rapidly in her chest as the woman before her continued speaking, her voice firm yet laced with urgency.

"We need to begin your preparations now," the assistant urged.

Lilia shook her head, her brows furrowing deeply. Confusion twisted inside her, tightening around her thoughts. "What do you mean my wedding is tonight?" she asked, her voice sharp with disbelief. "Are you saying I'll be the only one at the ceremony? My husband isn't even here."

She exhaled sharply, frustration threading through her voice. "Go and check properly if this information is correct."

Anna flinched slightly, her face paling even further. It was clear that she had been sent to deliver this message under strict orders—perhaps even under the threat of punishment.

Her voice came out in a stutter, barely above a whisper. "I'm very sorry, Miss Lilia, but this was planned by Mr. Zethan. He left earlier... He said he wanted to surprise you with your wedding today."

Lilia stood frozen, her mind struggling to grasp the weight of those words.

A surprise wedding?

The thought sat heavily in her chest, conflicting emotions swirling inside her. Her heart warmed slightly at the idea—was this why he had accepted the soup earlier? Had he been planning this all along?

But even as she considered that possibility, something didn't feel entirely right. Finally, she let out a soft breath and gave a small nod. "I'll be there in a minute."

Anna nodded in return before stepping aside, quietly excusing herself.

Lilia closed the door, but her thoughts raced on. If Zethan truly wanted to surprise her, then... why did she feel this way?

Was this a mix of emotions? Or was this... something else?

She pushed the feeling aside as best as she could and finally stepped out of the room, following Anna down the stairs where preparations awaited her.

As soon as Anna opened the door, three wedding gowns were revealed before her. Two were grand and intricate, layered with delicate lace and embroidery. The third was simpler, yet its elegance was undeniable.

Lilia turned to Anna and asked, "If I may ask, when will my husband be returning?"

Anna replied, "Mr. Zethan will be coming straight to the church."

Lilia nodded in understanding.

A woman nearby gestured toward the dresses. "These are the three gowns Mr. Zethan personally selected. The two more elaborate ones were his preferred choices, while the simpler one was included as an alternative, in case you wanted something different. So, which do you prefer?"

Lilia took a slow step forward, her eyes carefully studying each one. The first two dresses were extravagant, clearly chosen with great consideration. They were the type of gowns fit for royalty—flowing trains, shimmering beadwork, intricate detailing.

Zethan had chosen these.

Yet, to her own surprise, her attention drifted to the third gown—the simplest of them all.

Pointing at it, she said, "I'd like this one."

Anna's eyes widened slightly, as if she hadn't expected this choice.

The selected gown was a white, form-fitting dress adorned with delicate floral patterns. Unlike the others, which had multiple layers of netting and heavy fabric, this one was refined in its simplicity. It was light, graceful—almost ethereal.

The woman assisting her smiled politely. "As you wish, Miss Lilia. If you change your mind, we're always here."

Lilia simply nodded.

Moments later, a makeup artist arrived and spoke gently. "Miss Lilia, would you like to freshen up first?"

Lilia nodded and accepted a soft pink robe before stepping into the bathroom.

The warm water soothed her skin, washing away the tension from her muscles. She allowed herself a few moments of peace, breathing deeply, letting her thoughts settle. When she emerged, she wrapped herself in the robe and began blow-drying her dark, wavy hair.

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The makeup artist set to work, applying a light, natural look—enhancing rather than altering her features. Soft strokes of color, a gentle touch to her lips. Nothing too heavy. Nothing too distracting.

Once the makeup was done, another stylist entered, carefully arranging her hair.

Her dark locks were styled into a graceful bow-like bun, delicate hairpins accentuating the design. A few soft strands were left to frame her face, adding a gentle elegance to her breathtaking appearance.

As the time came to slip into her gown, Anna hesitated before asking once more, "Mrs Lilia, are you sure this is the gown you want?"

Lilia gave a firm nod, sensing Anna's need to confirm her choice. "Yes, I'm sure."

"Alright," the assistant said softly. "As you wish, Mrs Lilia."

With that, she handed Lilia the gown before quietly stepping away, leaving her alone in the moment.

Lilia ran her fingers over the fabric, tracing the delicate floral embroidery. It was strange—out of all the gowns, this one felt... right.

She slipped into the dress, pulling the fabric over her shoulders and attempting to zip it up herself. Just as she struggled with the fastenings, a soft knock interrupted her.

"Come in," she said.

Anna stepped inside and gently helped with the straps at the side. Lilia offered a soft smile in appreciation.

"I'll be going with you," Anna informed her. "The bridesmaid is already at the church—she arrived with the best man."

Lilia nodded. Together, they walked to the car, where the chauffeur stood waiting.

The man opened the door for her.

Lilia slid inside, settling into the plush leather seats. The chauffeur bowed respectfully before stepping into the driver's seat.

As the car rolled forward, Lilia felt a strange mix of emotions.

Nervousness stirred in her chest, but there was something else, too—something she couldn't quite name.

She turned to Anna, who gave her a reassuring smile.

"You don't have to be nervous, Miss Lilia," Anna said. "I must apologize for the sudden announcement about your wedding tonight. Even I had no idea it was happening until recently."

Lilia shook her head lightly. "It's not your fault. I understand."

Anna and the other woman nodded in understanding.

The drive continued in silence, save for the low hum of the engine.

After a few moments, Lilia reached into her small white purse and pulled out her phone.

A sudden urge pushed her to call Zethan—not because she expected him to pick up, but because... she just needed to check.

She dailed his number.

The call didn't go through.

The screen flickered before shutting off.

His phone was off.

A quiet sigh left her lips as she gazed out the window. Maybe he was busy preparing for the wedding as well.

That was when she noticed the sky.

Dark clouds stretched across the horizon, swallowing the light. The shift had been sudden, almost unnatural.

She turned to Anna. "It would have been perfect if the wedding was moved to tomorrow. Is there any urgent reason why it had to be today? My husband didn't even inform me."

Anna gave her a soft smile. "As I mentioned earlier, Miss Lilia, it was a surprise from Mr. Zethan. And as for the weather, the forecast must have changed unexpectedly."

Lilia nodded, but something nagged at her.

Something wasn't right.

The further they drove, the darker the clouds became. The unease inside her grew.

She tensed, her body on high alert.

'Was this planned?'

No. No, she needed to stop thinking this way. But still...

Why had Evie suddenly developed medical issues, leaving only Anna to assist her? How did Anna know so much about Zethan's schedule when even Lucas—who was incredibly close to Zethan—didn't?

Zethan was unpredictable. Yet Anna seemed eerily certain about his whereabouts.

And this chauffeur...

Something about him felt different.

This wasn't the usual driver she was accustomed to.

And the woman beside her—something about her presence spoke volumes.

Before Lilia could piece her thoughts together, the car came to an abrupt stop.

The woman turned to Lilia, her face visibly paling.

"Miss Lilia, it seems there's something I need to check outside. Please stay here for a minute."

Lilia nodded, though unease curled in her chest.

Something felt wrong.

She tried to shake the feeling away. Maybe she was overthinking. Maybe it was just the anxiety of tonight's wedding.

But still...

She watched as the woman walked over to the driver's side, tapping quietly on the window.

The man silently rolled the window down.

Anna spoke in a calm, composed tone.

"Excuse me, could you check something? Please be quick—Miss Lilia needs to get to the church on time."

The driver gave a small nod but said nothing.

Lilia frowned.

Now that she thought about it...

The man hadn't spoken at all.

Anna turned back to her.

"Miss Lilia, please wait here. We'll be back shortly."

But Lilia couldn't shake the feeling—

What exactly were they checking?

They were in the middle of nowhere.

And then—

She waited.

And waited.

But they never returned.

Her fingers tightened around the folds of her dress. How long had it been? The air inside the car felt heavier, thicker—suffocating.

Her pulse quickened.

Enough waiting.

She reached for the door handle, glancing at the swirling clouds outside. The wind had picked up, whispering through the trees like a warning.

She needed to get out.

Now.

Lilia reached for the door handle, intending to step out and see what was happening, but she was met with an unsettling surprise—the door was locked.

Her heart pounded. She turned to the other door, yanking at the handle, but it refused to budge.

Panic surged through her, a cold dread creeping up her spine. She sat up straight, her eyes darting around the dim interior. The sky outside had darkened even more, an ominous shade swallowing the fading light.

Then, without warning, a bright glow illuminated the car.

Where is that light coming from?

Lilia's heart began to drum loudly in her chest.

And then she saw it—the flames.

The car was on fire.