Chapter 83
The wedding treeption buzzed with energy as laughter, chatter, and the clinking of glasses filled the air. The grand hall was beautifully adorned with twinkling lights and delicate floral arrangements. It was supposed to be a night of joy and celebration, but for Penelope, it felt like a whirlwind of frustration and contindon
She watched so the women screamed when the bride tossed her wedding bouquet. They scrambled, shouted, and ran toward each other, eager to auch the flower. “Kyaaby I got it!” But it was Hanna who emerged victorinos, raising the bosquet high as if she had just won the lottery. Her joy raduated from her, her slanted eyes nearly disappearing behind her ear–to–ear grin, sparkling with bright white teeth.
“Waah! Hanna caught it. You’re so lucky, girl” Her three friends jumped for joy and nothed to mrround her.
“You’re best to get married!” “The guy who marries you is the hai kiegt I’m an excited-”
As than momen. Hanna’s gare flicked to Penelope who stood at a distance, rolling her eyes. What a hratt Penelope thought, her annoyance flaring as she recalled how Hanna had pushed het, ensuring the banquet landed in her handl. She saw na pause momentarily, then stick her tongue
“Girl, Hanna caught the bouquet, huh? You ki grab her full attention:
maybe she’s desperate in marry Jan, Penelope’s best friend Brenda remarked, elbowing her ta
Ever since they arrived at the reception after the wedding ceremony, Penelope’s focus had been solely on Lan and Hanna. Tan was her ex–boyfriend. and despite being the one who broke up with him when she got bored, she still liked him.
Penelope leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms defiantly. “Girl, let her marry my trash, then”
“Oh, look at lan trying to approach Hanna, Trish pointed into the distance
Penelope’s heart sank as she immediately scanned the area for that jerk. She spotted him standing next to the cameraman while the women took pictures. his eyes fixated directly on her ex–love
“Huh” she exclaimed, losing her balance and nearly falling out of
Ther
er chair. “Look how slutty she is!”
“Pili!” Faye patted her on the back as they sat. “Man, you can’t do anything right now. So if I were you. I’d hurry up and handle your mother’s
marriage arrangement”
“Tukk“” Penelope shrugged off Faye’s hand.
With newfound determination, she stood up, glancing at the two of them. “You know what? You’re right, Faye; I’ll fix this mess! Right now!
“Hey, hey! I didn’t say to do it right now!”
“Girl, where are you going! Don’t tell-
Penelope didn’t let them finish. She turned her back on them and strode away with determined strides, wiping the expression off her face. As she passed a glass window, she adjusted her bowtie and straightened her black coat, making sure to keep her gaze fierce and serious, as if preparing for a fight.
That’s because she was really going to confront her enemy!
Penelope suspected he would be behind the garden, alone, with no friends, nothing at all. She found him half–sitting on a bench, taking a drag from a black cigarene and looking up at the sky as he exhaled smoke
“I might melt from your staring, Penelope,” he said, the corner of his lips lifting without turning his attention to her
Her jaw dropped. How did he know she was there without even looking at her
With an air of
air of coolness, she walked over to him. “Hoar did you know I–217
He blew cigarette smoke in her face, smirking, “Who else sticks to me like a leech!”
His words annoyed her instantly. “Hey, Liam The only reason I’m coming over is to break the agreement our mothers made! Damn it! I will not cling to you, you loser. It’s disgusting! Are you even a real inan?!”
Instead of responding, he quickly y grabbed h
chest
her wrist, held her pulse, and pulled her closer. Before she could react, he placed her palm on his soft
He looked up at her with a sarcastic expression. “I’m a man, Penelope.”
1/3
Chapter 83
VVCK?” She forcefully pulled her hand away, feeling behavior getting worse and worse?!”
“Why is vos vestr getting louder and louder? YOU’RE
What did you KİY
( she had post nowched something revolting. “Gross! Are you a pervert!! Why is your
INOVING AS FUCK?”
Blond rushed to her head. “You want to fight
Even if I’ma girl, I know how to beat”
someone as ruthless as Callisto “1
d” He stood up straight in face her completely. Being tall and strong, he looked like he could match so wanted to see how far you could prove yourself. My ears are already hurting from your empty threats.“
“Liam” the sighed, calling his name in exasperation. “”“I don’t want to marry your
want someone like you as my spouse, or I might follow my grandfather to the grine ton sonn. I don’t scant to have kuls with you, and I dont want to build a big family with you.” She made it clear. “So if you can help me. There must be a way for in màt to get married. I know you don’t want me as your wife either. 10-‘
“Who said that?” he ait het off emotionlessly
Whe
don’t want to be your husband“:
Her jaw nearly dropped. What was going on? Was she going draf!!
He exhaled sharply and placed one hand on her shoulder, leaning closer to whisper in her ear. “Penelope, we have to get married, whether you like
Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at him, “Do you like me?l“:
“Not a chance.” he replied sharply before bumping her arm and walking away
Left standing there. Penelope grappled with the sudden upheaval of her emotions. The garden had become a surreal backdrop to this unexpected confrontation. She couldn’t believe Liam had the audacity to dismiss her feelings so casually while still managing to make her heart race. Clenching her fists, she felt both infuriated and bewildered by the mess that her life had become.
As she turned to head back toward the reception, her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. Why was he acting this way? Did he think he could just toy with her emotions? The worst part was that she knew she would have to confront him again. This wasn’t over, not by a long shot
The reception hall was even louder than before. Couples danced under the soft lights, and the air was thick with the scent of flowers and the sweet aroma of the buffet spread. A pang of jealousy struck her as she watched Hanna and lan share a laugh. Penelope wanted to scream and grab them both by their shoulders, demanding to know why they felt so free and unbothered when she was stuck in this chaotic whirlwind of emotions.
“Penelope Brenda’s voice broke through her haze. “There you are! We were
worried!”
She forced a smile, though it felt more like a grimace. “Yeah, just needed some air,”
Trish raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. “You okay? You look like you just saw a ghost.”
“More like a nightmare,” she mumbled under her breath, her gaze drifting back to Liam, who was now mingling with other guests, his laughter ringing out like a challenge.
“Let’s go dance” Faye suggested, pulling her toward the dance floor. Penelope hesitated, wanting to retreat into the background, but the energy of her friends was infectious
As they twirled around to the music, she tried to shake off her earlier encounter with Liam, but it clung to her like a shadow. The lights flickered overhead, and she lost herself momentarily in the rhythm of the music. Maybe she could distract herself long enough to forget about him or at least convince herself that he didn’t matter.
But as she danced, she kept catching glimpses of him. The way he leaned against the bar, casually talking to a group of friends, made her feel a mix of irritation and longing. It was maddening. Why did he have to be so infuriatingly attractive? Why did her heart still flutter every time she caught sight of him!
She needed to confront him again, and the idea made her anxious. She’d have to figure out how to break the news about their mothers ridiculous agreement without losing her mind in the process.
After what felt like an eternity, the music slowed, and Penelope stepped away from the dance floor, looking for a moment to breathe. She spotted a quieter comer of the hall and made her way toward it, hoping to gather her thoughts.
Just then, she bumped into someone. “Whoa, watch where you’re
It was Liar
2/3
དེ་༅ས
Chapter 83
“Ah. perfect timing,” she said, sarcasm dripping from her words as she glared at him. “Just what I need right now”
“Could say the same for you, Penelope,
After divorce he wants[/caption]
