I knew Matthew too well. When he faced Emery just now, there was nothing wrong with his expression and language, except for his subconscious action. He hated Emery mentally, but he subconsciously feared that she would be hurt. How ironic it was!
Emery showed up directly at Matthew's reunion party with his college classmates after she returned from abroad, and everyone was stunned.
"Who is so insensible? Why is Emery here? After all, Matthew's fiancee is here."
"She dares to show up again. Matthew won't be angry, will he?"
For a moment, everyone looked at Emery disdainfully one after another, but she was unaware as she stared straight at Matthew.
"Matthew, they said that you were getting married. I didn't believe it, so I came back for your clarification." As she spoke, she appeared vulnerable.
Under her gaze, Matthew nodded and took a sip of the wine.
He was calm as if he were facing a classmate whom he had not seen for many years. I breathed a sigh of relief. If Matthew's mood fluctuated too much, I would be nervous.
But at that time, I didn't see that Matthew's hand holding the glass was trembling slightly.