Despite his insults, I forced myself to remain calm and ignore the man's words.
However, disappointment settled in as I now viewed my fiancée with a more critical and wary eye.
Even though she was chosen by my father, doubt crept in and made me feel she might not be right for me.
Since that was the case, I should meet her and clarify the situation.
After all, this was the fiancée my father had chosen and I wanted to make things clear.
Seeing I didn't say anything, the man snorted coldly, then turned and said, "Follow me!"
"This place is a high-end club. A loser like you will never get in. Don't wander around, or you might bump into something."
"I'm telling you, every brick in this place is worth more than your life. I don't understand why Mr. Hartwell would arrange a marriage for you and his daughter since you both were still young!"
"But a loser like you has no self-awareness. Do you really think you can marry a wealthy woman and change your life?"
The man kept nagging me the whole way, but I simply ignored him.
"You've already announced your engagement and yet you dare come here?"
The other person whispered to Sabrina, "You can't be fooled by him!"
"Of course not!"