“Freddie.” A sweet voice cut off Freddie and everyone turned to look.
Standing at the doorway, the woman wore a light gray work suit and her clean makeup highlighted her well-defined face.
Looking around at each other, everyone tried to guess who she was.
As for me, I didn’t even look up and just kept eating from my bowl.
Lately, I had been sleeping longer than usual and when I opened my eyes, it was already afternoon.
I hadn’t eaten anything before the class monitor, Cindy Cole, kept calling me over, so I was really hungry.
“Bella Evans?” Imogen grabbed my hand in loud surprise, dropping the meat she was holding.
“What are you doing here? Freddie said it’s a high school reunion today, I wondered if you’d show up!”
I let out a small, awkward laugh and quietly pulled my hand back.
“And this is?” Cindy, sitting next to me, finally couldn’t hold back from asking and everyone looked at Freddie.
“My fiancée, Imogen Wright.”
With only a few plain words, Freddie didn’t reveal any emotion. So, even someone like Freddie would openly admit who his lover was.
Seven years of hiding our relationship, three years of a hidden marriage.
My ten years of being pushed aside turned into a huge joke.
At first, no one said anything. Then someone finally said, “Congrats,” and everyone started reacting again.
Imogen sat down beside Freddie and the two accepted everyone’s congratulations like a newly married couple.
“I came late, so I should take three drinks as a penalty. But Freddie hasn’t let me drink lately, so I’ll use a soda instead.”
Imogen was good at dealing with people.
Even though Freddie didn’t move, she raised her glass and greeted everyone at the table.
Instantly, the mood brightened.
In just a few minutes, everyone started complimenting her.
“By the way, I heard someone in your class chased Freddie for seven years. Who is it?”
“I really want to know who had that kind of patience.” Imogen looked around the room and asked with a wide smile.
I kept my head down, the smile on my face already gone.
No one answered and not a single person dared to look my way; they were scared I might flip the table in anger.
Since I was young, everyone knew I had an easily upset and never let things go.
Except for Freddie, almost no one could calm me.
Back when I chased Freddie, most girls didn’t even dare talk to him.
“She didn’t show up today.” Cindy stepped in to cover for me.