Chapter 2

The wine glass slipped from my hand and shattered on the floor.

"Explain yourself clearly. What do you mean you and Adrian registered your marriage...?"

My voice trembled. My fingers gripped the glass shards tightly, sharp pain radiating from my fingertips.

In the five years I'd been dating Adrian, I'd proposed to him ninety-nine times.

But each time, just when he was about to agree, his female friend would swoop in at the last moment and kick me back to square one.

Just recently, Adrian had accepted my hundredth proposal. When I thought we were finally getting married—

He'd already registered his marriage with his female friend!

The atmosphere grew heavy. Someone quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Don't take it personally. Vivian's personality is just carefree like that. Besides, we're all friends—helping each other out is normal."

"Exactly. Adrian just helped me with a small favor as a friend. You're not going to make a big deal out of such a trivial matter, are you?"

Before she finished speaking, Adrian smiled and lightly tapped Vivian's head.

"Stop talking. Even food can't shut you up."

She playfully punched his chest in response.

"A banana couldn't fill my mouth like your cock does~"

The room erupted. Raucous laughter followed.

"Vivian, you've seen Adrian's dick? Want to check if mine's big too?"

"Me too, me too! Satisfaction guaranteed, hahaha!"

"Fuck off. Adrian's different from you guys. He and I are like childhood friends who wore the same pants growing up."

"Is there any part of his body I haven't seen?"

"Besides, I used to have sex with him all the time. Big dick feels so good~"

As soon as she finished, the previously lively room fell silent.

My mind went blank. I didn't even notice the blood dripping from my fingertips.

Seeing me freeze, she laughed carelessly and explained:

"Speaking of which, Emma, you should thank me. If I hadn't trained Adrian for you—"

"Would Adrian have such great skills in bed to satisfy you?"

Blood rushed to my head. I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed a wine glass and hurled it viciously at Vivian.

Before she could scream, Adrian stepped forward and pulled her protectively into his arms.

"Emma Chase, are you insane? What's with this spoiled princess tantrum!"

I stared at Adrian's reddened hand, my nails digging into my palms.

After a long pause, I heard my own voice: "You two really are good friends—so close you don't care about gender boundaries, sleeping together!"

My face was full of mockery.

"If you're that close, why not just marry her and make her your wife? Let's be honest—you're just a slut and a scumbag, a perfect pair of cheating bastards...!"

Adrian exploded in rage, raising his hand and slapping me.

"Emma, that's enough! When did you become so vicious!"

"Apologize to Vivian now!"

Vivian hid in Adrian's embrace, smiling provocatively from an angle no one else could see.

I suddenly felt it was all so meaningless.

I grabbed my phone and turned to leave.

But Adrian immediately grabbed my wrist. "You humiliated Vivian in front of all these people today and embarrassed me."

"If you don't apologize, the wedding in three days is cancelled."