I still had many wedding invitations I had painstakingly made in my bag, and at that moment, I took them all out and threw them into the trash can.
Joyce's expression changed dramatically when she sensed my silence.
Finally, she gritted her teeth and grabbed my arm.
"Colten, you said you would treat me well for the rest of your life. Have you forgotten it?"
Her petite figure stood before me, and I looked down just to see her pouting lips and reddened eyes.
Normally, I would have softened at this sight.
But now, I felt completely exhausted, as if all my love for her had been drained away in the chaos.
I tugged slightly and pulled my sleeve free from her grip.
"Joyce, you said the same thing to me.
"But how have you treated me? You stewed the little black snake my dad left for the sake of Grayson. That's how you treat me?
"And since Grayson returned from abroad, what have you and he been up to behind my back this past six months? Do you think I know nothing about it?"
Joyce's body stiffened instantly as she looked up at me in disbelief.
"Colten, did you have someone investigate me?
"I'm your fiancee, but you don't trust me?"