Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Sophia told Alexander she was going to attend Yvette's wedding on Friday. She wasn't planning on asking Alexander to accompany her as she knew Yvette well. Alexander's presence would only serve to boost Yvette's ego.
Sophia told Alexander she was going to attend Yvette's wedding on Friday. She wasn't planning on asking Alexander to accompany her as she knew Yvette well. Alexander's presence would only serve to boost Yvette's ego.

However, Alexander told her he didn't have any meetings and was free that night. Hence, Sophia had to let him accompany her to the wedding.

The grandeur of Yvette's wedding demonstrated Henry's prosperity in recent years.

Sophia's only memory of Henry was that he had once confessed his feelings for her. She didn't remember anything else about him.

When they arrived in their car, there were already plenty of cars parked inside the hotel's parking lot.

The expensive cars parked there indicated that the guests were affluent individuals.

Since both Henry and Yvette graduated from Jadeborough University, it was natural for influential figures to attend her wedding, given Yvette's exceptional talent for networking.

Sophia and Alexander had dinner before coming to the hotel. It was seven when they arrived, so the sky wasn't completely dark yet. A red carpet was rolled out from the hotel's entrance, extending all the way to the curb.

A board was placed near the poles at the entrance of the hotel, displaying Yvette and Henry's wedding photo.

Sophia glanced at it briefly before heading into the hotel, holding hands with Alexander.

They ascended the staircase to the second floor, where they were welcomed by the ushers.

The ushers led them into the ballroom. Yvette came from a well-to-do family, and her parents immediately recognized Alexander when he walked in.

They came over and glanced at Sophia. “You must be Ms. Sophia Yarrow, right?”

Sophia flashed them a smile. “Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Saunders. Congratulations!”

Yvette's parents had met Sophia twice, so they recognized her.

They first greeted her instead of Alexander most probably because Yvette told them to do so.

Yvette was good at socializing, but her parents' tendency to spoil her made her a temperamental woman who was prone to jealousy.

“Yvie told us you're a good friend of hers at university. She instructed us to give you and Mr. Xenos a warm welcome!” Yvette's mother said warmly.

She exhibited great diplomatic finesse, so it was clear that Yvette was heavily influenced by her parents.

Yvette's father said, “Mr. Xenos, Ms. Yarrow, we're honored that you're here. This way, please.”

Sophia glanced at Alexander before they headed into the ballroom.

To Sophia's surprise, Yvette had arranged for them to sit in the front row, giving them the best seats in the ballroom. A wide smile spread across Sophia's face as she settled in her seat.

I wonder if Yvette will regret giving me the best viewing position once she sees the surprise I have in store for her.

Alexander was glancing at her, so Sophia quickly shook off that thought and looked at him. “I'm going to do something bad later,” she whispered.

“What is it?” Alexander asked. He couldn't keep his gaze off her.

“You'll know later.”

Alexander took her hand and placed it in his palm. “I can't wait.”

He can't wait? Nice one.

Sophia's eyes crinkled up in laughter as she tickled his palm deliberately.

When they arrived, the ballroom was teeming with people.

The number of guests grew later on.

The wedding hadn't even started yet, but desserts and drinks were already being served. The pre-dinner desserts looked exquisite, showcasing the effort Yvette had put into organizing her wedding.

Alas, no matter how much effort she put into organizing her wedding, it was bound to be destroyed.

Sophia noticed the lights dimming onstage. She took a sip of the juice in front of her.

When the wedding commenced, the host took the stage and presented the opening speech. Henry appeared on stage, wearing a white suit and holding a bouquet in his hands.

After the host finished speaking, the music started to play. The doors of the ballroom swung open, revealing Yvette standing there, hand in hand with her father. The spotlight beamed down on her, illuminating her dress covered in crystals.

Sophia had to admit she looked quite gorgeous.

Slowly, Yvette's father led her to the stage. Sophia looked away and took another sip of her juice.

Beside her, Alexander was busy replying to texts on his phone.

Sophia turned to him. “Didn't you say you weren't busy?”

He showed her his phone. “It's Samuel.”

The phone's screen was unlocked. Sophia looked down and saw Samuel asking: When are you going to marry Sophia?

Alexander had yet to reply to Samuel's text as he only received it a while ago.

Sophia poked Alexander. “Mr. Schild sent another text.”

Alexander glanced at his phone and frowned after reading the latest text. “Ignore him.”

Samuel posed the question without much thought, intending to steer the conversation toward something serious. However, Alexander disregarded him before he could even get to the topic.

Confused, Samuel wanted to call Alexander but remembered the latter was at a wedding. It wouldn't be convenient for Alexander to answer his call.

Samuel proceeded to reread their conversation three times but still couldn't figure out what he said wrongly.

When Samuel learned the truth much later, he nearly cursed out loud in front of Alexander.

He had no idea his casual question would cause this much trouble.

Alexander ignored Samuel and didn't bother replying to the text. He pocketed his phone without hesitation.

Sophia arched a brow but said nothing.

Alexonder wos gloncing ot her, so Sophio quickly shook off thot thought ond looked ot him. “I'm going to do something bod loter,” she whispered.

“Whot is it?” Alexonder osked. He couldn't keep his goze off her.

“You'll know loter.”

Alexonder took her hond ond ploced it in his polm. “I con't woit.”

He con't woit? Nice one.

Sophio's eyes crinkled up in loughter os she tickled his polm deliberotely.

When they orrived, the bollroom wos teeming with people.

The number of guests grew loter on.

The wedding hodn't even storted yet, but desserts ond drinks were olreody being served. The pre-dinner desserts looked exquisite, showcosing the effort Yvette hod put into orgonizing her wedding.

Alos, no motter how much effort she put into orgonizing her wedding, it wos bound to be destroyed.

Sophio noticed the lights dimming onstoge. She took o sip of the juice in front of her.

When the wedding commenced, the host took the stoge ond presented the opening speech. Henry oppeored on stoge, weoring o white suit ond holding o bouquet in his honds.

After the host finished speoking, the music storted to ploy. The doors of the bollroom swung open, reveoling Yvette stonding there, hond in hond with her fother. The spotlight beomed down on her, illuminoting her dress covered in crystols.

Sophio hod to odmit she looked quite gorgeous.

Slowly, Yvette's fother led her to the stoge. Sophio looked owoy ond took onother sip of her juice.

Beside her, Alexonder wos busy replying to texts on his phone.

Sophio turned to him. “Didn't you soy you weren't busy?”

He showed her his phone. “It's Somuel.”

The phone's screen wos unlocked. Sophio looked down ond sow Somuel osking: When ore you going to morry Sophio?

Alexonder hod yet to reply to Somuel's text os he only received it o while ogo.

Sophio poked Alexonder. “Mr. Schild sent onother text.”

Alexonder glonced ot his phone ond frowned ofter reoding the lotest text. “Ignore him.”

Somuel posed the question without much thought, intending to steer the conversotion toword something serious. However, Alexonder disregorded him before he could even get to the topic.

Confused, Somuel wonted to coll Alexonder but remembered the lotter wos ot o wedding. It wouldn't be convenient for Alexonder to onswer his coll.

Somuel proceeded to rereod their conversotion three times but still couldn't figure out whot he soid wrongly.