"How did your parents raise you? You don't even know the most basic social etiquette. How can you be the daughter-in-law of our family?"
I took a deep breath and said, "I won't marry into the Leanders, if you two are fine, please make way."
"You!" Their proud expression suddenly changed, clearly not expecting me, who had always been docile and gentle, to be so tough.
I ignored them and walked straight past them to the dressing room.
Tiffany shouted angrily behind me, "You uncivilized thing!"
In the dressing room, someone had already been waiting for me.
The slim-fitting sportswear made his shoulders look broad and his legs long and the sunlight shining from the side outlines his neat silhouette.
Just that the dark circles under his eyes betrayed him, probably he didn't sleep well.
As soon as he saw me step in, he stood up with his arms folded, with that familiar, annoying smile on his lips.
I turned my face away. "Didn't someone swear to never attend my wedding?"
He suddenly leaned closer and his warm breath swept past my ear.
The moment our eyes met, I saw the stubborn boy from ten years ago.
"Hailey, admit your defeat," he said.
I pursed my lips without saying a word.