The Most Beautiful Bride of the Don

I forced myself to calm down and quickly searched the room for any way to escape. My gaze finally fell on the small balcony, and I ran right toward it before the door was broken down.

When I saw the balcony next door was about six feet wide, I could not help but look down. I was on the tenth floor. It was really high, and it made me feel like I was looking down into an abyss. If I failed to jump onto the next balcony, my body would be crushed from the fall.

While my knees were going weak from fear, I heard the door behind me about to give up from all the crashing. They were about to get into the room. What should I do? Should I jump? I could not help but turn back to look at the dangerously flimsy door.

It did not take long for me to choose between getting caught by them and jumping onto the next balcony. The latter was the clear choice. I did not want to end up as I did in the nightmare, even if I had to risk death.

I took a deep breath and cautiously climbed up the rails. I clenched my teeth. Despite trembling from fear, I did not give up. It was not until I confirmed the distance from me one last time and determined where I should land that I stopped hesitating.

I leaped right toward the balcony next door.

The door broke open at the same time I successfully jumped onto the neighboring balcony. Even though it hurt when I fell, I bit down hard on my lip to stop myself from making a sound.

"Find her!"

"Whoever finds her first will get the privilege of being the first man to have her."

"Hahaha! I can't wait to have a taste of that little bunny."

While the three men were searching for me in the room, I quietly opened the door of the room next to them and successfully made my escape. Wait, it was not a full escape.

As long as I was still inside the church, I had to keep hiding and finding ways to escape. There were people looking for me on every floor. Those men must have blocked all of the building's exits.

If I ran downstairs, I would fall into their hands. If I went upstairs, I might either fall to my death or get caught by them. Was there nowhere for me to escape?

I was filled with despair as I looked around me in desperation, trying to find anywhere I could hide. That was when I suddenly spotted a sign saying 'Do Not Enter' at the entrance to the top of the building. My mind cleared up instantly.

There was still one more place I could hide. It was the penthouse that no one dared set foot in. That was the top of the building.

When we decided to have the wedding at this church, the church steward had specifically instructed us not to enter the top floor, as that room belonged to a very important guest. He did not want anyone to enter that floor, even when the guest was not around.

I had no idea who the important guest was, but I had to take a chance. Those men might be wary about offending that guest too. As long as they did not search the top floor, I had a chance to get help from outside.

However, I had to first pray that the guest was not in the penthouse today. Otherwise, he might throw me out even if I managed to get in. I harbored hope as I snuck upstairs as silently as possible.

God must have taken pity on me because when I finally reached the top floor, a little surprise was waiting for me. The door to the penthouse was open. Not far away from the door was a cleaning cart.

The staff must have forgotten to close the door after they were done cleaning.

This was a good chance! I was elated. If I had been calm enough, I would have noticed something was not right. However, I was too happy to pay any attention.

My tense nerves finally relaxed, and I heaved a long sigh. My tears fell uncontrollably, but I quickly wiped them off. Thank God, I was finally saved!

I did not hesitate to sneak into the penthouse and close the door behind me.

"How are you?" A man's voice suddenly rang out from behind me.

My relaxed body instantly tensed up again. I found it difficult to breathe as I felt myself drowning in despair. I could not believe this!

It happened again… Was I going to end up in the hands of those men one more time? I did not dare to look behind me as I was afraid I would see another familiar face.

Who could it be? Who would the man behind me be this time?