Taking advantage of the chaos, Jasper Cheng smashed a teacup, used the shards to cut through the ropes binding Lana Evans, and placed a fragment in her hand. He whispered, "Lana, your father and family are determined to kill my entire family. You need to pretend you're about to commit suicide—otherwise, your husband and his family will all be dead!"
Lana Evans looked at Jasper Cheng, quickly took the shard, pressed it against her throat, and glared at Sam Evans. "Do you think I'm joking with you!? I know you and Su Li are set on breaking me and my husband apart, but I've already chosen him for life. Anyone who tries to stop me, I'll die! Sam Evans, listen carefully: if my husband or his family suffers even the slightest harm, I'll kill myself for love. This isn't a threat—when I say it, I mean it. In this life, I live and die as his woman. If you still want me to call you 'Father,' then let me marry him. Otherwise, I'll die with my man!"
Sam Evans clutched his chest, looking at his daughter threatening him with death. His blood surged, his throat tightened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Sam Evans was usually robust and rarely sick, but now he was coughing up so much blood that Mrs. Xia was terrified. She hurriedly sent Wang Lidong to fetch a doctor.
Wang Dachuan was deeply distressed by the scene. Supporting Sam Evans, he said to Lana Evans, "Lana, your father and all of us stopped you from being with that Cheng boy for your own good! Look at you—do you want to drive your own father to death!?"
Seeing Sam Evans spit blood, Lana Evans felt a moment of softness. But when Jasper Cheng whispered in her ear the words she had always dreamed of—"Mrs. Cheng"—that fleeting tenderness vanished instantly.
Lana Evans pressed the shard harder against her throat. "Sam Evans, will you agree or not!? Do you believe I'll die right here in front of you? If I do, it'll be your fault! You, my father, sold me off and now you're going to watch me die—all because of you!"
Sam Evans coughed, his body weak and limp, barely able to lean against Wang Dachuan. Looking at his daughter, who seemed driven mad, he nodded helplessly, "Fine... Father agrees..."
Lana Evans looked suspicious. "Then you also have to promise that my husband and his family won't be killed in revenge by Su Li."
Sam Evans wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Fine, I'll talk to Li. They won't be harmed."
"Good. I want a grand wedding, with my mother invited! In this world, only my mother truly cares for me and loves me. You all want to hurt me, but only she never would." Lana Evans added.
"Alright, alright... Whatever you say, we'll do as you wish... Lana, put down the shard, don't hurt yourself." Sam Evans's voice was slow and weak, as if all his strength was drained.
But Lana Evans still wasn't reassured. She added, "Don't think you can trick me now and kill my husband later. If I can't see my husband, I'll really kill myself. If you think you can keep me from dying forever, then go ahead and hurt him!"
"I promised you, I won't, I won't..." Sam Evans's voice grew weaker and weaker. Wang Dachuan held him up, but felt his body getting heavier. As Sam Evans finished speaking, his voice abruptly stopped and he collapsed backward with a crash.