My mother was a broad-minded and decisive person who took a direct approach to life.

Meanwhile, Duncan had been sitting at the other table and was clearly quite drunk. He laughed out loud before he said in his booming voice, “That’s right. Our kids have all grown up now. You are … Harper, right? When your daughter and Melinda’s son get married, don’t forget to invite us to the wedding as well!”

“Of course! You’re Felix’s uncle! You would certainly be invited!” Mom replied cheerfully.

Just like that, the conversation quickly switched from what college we were attending to the ways everyone would be chipping in for our wedding. If I didn’t know better, I’d have assumed I was getting married tomorrow!

Everyone was now engaged in an enthusiastic discussion about the wedding. Even one of Felix’s young relatives, a mere child, was excitedly declaring that he wanted to be the flower boy.

I lost interest in this conversation quite quickly.

it countless times before, so there was no use wasting my breath trying to stop them from talking about it. Thus, I just focused on eating

we be the ones in charge of our wedding plans? I couldn’t possibly let them do whatever they wanted for my big event. The final say belonged

serious about my intention to marry Felix. Our wedding had to be something that the both of us

was just my own opinion, and Felix

that a relationship involved two people. By the time I understood that, it was

naive heart had been ripped into shreds by how Felix had acted that fateful night. I never expected him to do what he did. He used harsh, hurtful words to force me

his feet. He must’ve been very worked up since he stood up so aggressively that his chair skidded

me jump out of my seat. I stared at him in confusion with

had never seen

what scared me the most was the anger in his eyes and the

me and spat, “This is all your fault. You’re constantly following me around, but I can’t say or do anything

say something like that. I stared at him dumbfounded. My jaw also dropped in disbelief, and the half-eaten shrimp fell

blood rush to my head, making

accusing me of being a shameless simp, and he

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255