His words were a thinly veiled boast and his provocative gaze made his intentions clear.
In fact, I know that he wanted to remind those high school classmates who had bet on which of us would win Isla's hand.
He wanted to show them that he won.
Just then, the doorbell rang and Isla walked in, holding an elegant cake.
The moment she stepped in and saw me, her cheerful expression suddenly turned cold.
Her eyes narrowed with hostility as she spoke sharply, "Why are you here now?"
"Don't tell me you still haven't gotten over me!"
"Next week is my wedding to Orion. If you dare stir up any trouble, I won't let you off!"
After four years apart without seeing each other even once, this was how she greeted me.
I gave her a cold smile and replied calmly, "Whatever happened between us is long behind me."
Isla sneered with mockery in her voice. "Tch, do you really think I'd believe that?"
"Someone like you? That’s like a pauper trying to marry a queen."
"But don't kid yourself. It's impossible. You're not even worthy to carry my shoes!"
Orion spoke up, pretending to mediate.
"Isla, I asked him to be my best man. After all, it was our agreement back then."
"Vincent, please don't take it personally. I still treasure our old friendship."
"Even though we haven't stayed in touch all these years, I've always considered you my best friend and brother."
The moment Isla learned that Orion wanted me to be the best man, her expression softened slightly.
"Only Orion would be kind enough to show pity on you!"
"But let me warn you one last time. Don't cause any trouble at my wedding!"
With that, she opened the cake box and the celebration resumed. Once again, everyone was gathered to celebrate an unforgettable birthday for Orion.
No one, however, seemed to remember.
Today was my also birthday.
Years ago, it was because Orion and I were born on the same day that Evelyn had swapped us at the hospital.
She took me to a life of hardship while granting him a life of luxury.
One child was raised in heaven, pampered and adored by everyone.
The other was cast into hell, enduring years of domestic abuse.
Midway through the celebration, Orion paused, turning to look at me.
"Godmother, how could you forget? Today is also Vincent's birthday!"
"In that case, I'll order another cake right away so we can celebrate Vincent's birthday properly and welcome him back."