It just so happened that without this marriage certificate, we were both free.
Jarvis followed suit, burning his and my best friend's marriage certificate.
I numbly helped my best friend who was gradually waking up, with an indifferent expression as we asked, “Now, can we go?”
Garry's eyes darkened and he asked more questions, “Where do you think you are going?”
Jarvis, however, drove the person away with an impatient look on his face as he said, “Uncle, let them go. They will come back on their own anyway.”
Their contemptuous gazes pierced me like needles, yet my heart was numb, like a pool of stagnant water, still and heavy.
Silently, I cursed them all, ‘I won’t come back. Never!’
Staggering away with my best friend by my side, I passed Quinn and whispered, my voice cold as ice, “Do you really think that without us, you can marry into the Huerta Family?
“You’ll be nothing more than a shadow, hidden, forgotten, never acknowledged.”
Quinn's face was suddenly filled with anger.
I left Huerta’s house with my best friend and went to the clinic to get our wounds treated.
Even when she learned that Jarvis had burned the marriage certificate, my best friend's face remained indifferent.
No one expected that our wedding would turn into our father's funeral.
My best friend and I both lost our mothers when we were children and our fathers were our only relatives.
So that time, we just want our only relative to return home as soon as possible.
I carried my father's ashes all the way back to the village to prepare for his funeral.
Even though we were far away from the Huerta Family, news about Garry and Jarvis still reached my ears and my best friend.
At the auction, Garry and Jarvis vied with each other to buy the jewelry that Quinn liked.
On the Internet, someone broke the news that Garry, Jarvis and Quinn were living together.
Paparazzi captured photos of Quinn kissing Garry and Jarvis intimately.
But after seeing all this, I remained calm and focused on preparing for my father's funeral.
Unexpectedly, Garry and Jarvis came to see me and my best friend on the day our father's ashes were buried.
Garry and Jarvis came with great momentum.
Garry pointed it out directly and said, “Come back with me. I want you to clarify for me in front of my mother that I will not marry Quinn. I treat Quinn well only because I owe her.”
I gave him an indifferent look.
Mrs. Huerta did not like Quinn.