"This is the island I selected. It's perfect for a wedding. The hotel was too hasty. After all, it's the only time Tiffany would witness our love.
"The contract is signed. Look at it. I'll contact the wedding planning company to redesign the wedding plan.
"Alice, I'm telling you for the last time. I was handling business. Stop giving me a bad attitude!"
It was such important business that he didn't even know Tiffany had died!
I ignored his outstretched hand and went straight to the bedroom. Anger flashed across Jay's face.
"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me?"
He angrily threw the documents into the air, scattering papers everywhere.
He was panting heavily with anger.
"Alice, don't go too far. I just wanted to give Tiffany a better memory. Don't you want her to see the island's scenery in her last moments? Everything I do is for her!"
Listening to his words, I remained eerily calm.
Explaining the groom's absence to the guests had exhausted me. Now, even speaking felt tiring.
Besides, we had nothing left to say.
There was no point in arguing anymore.
Sherry raised her hand to calm him, then took the island documents and walked in.