Betrayal of the FianceeChapter 1
At my friend's wedding banquet, my girlfriend and her first love grabbed the bridal banquet together in the crowd.
Their eyes met, full of affection.
My girlfriend's first love looked at me with a hint of provocation.
"Felix, you don't mind, do you?"
The scene fell silent in an instant, and everyone's gaze focused on me.
I picked up my glass and looked at the affectionate couple.
"Why would I mind? Congratulations on your reunion after a long separation. And I wish you a long happy marriage."
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At our mutual friend's wedding banquet, my girlfriend Alice White and her first love Carl Walker were surrounded by a group of friends.
They two grabbed the bouquet of flowers thrown by the bride together.
The moment when their bodies touched, I saw Carl's hand around Alice's waist, and the blush of shyness on her face.
Alice and I had been in love with for eight years and our wedding date was already set.
Carl was her first love.
They grabbed this extraordinary bouquet of flowers, which made me become the center of attention in the whole venue.
Carl looked at me provocatively, like a general who had just captured a city.
"Felix, you wouldn't be so stingy, would you mind such a small matter?"
Small matter?
Since Carl returned from abroad half a year ago, such small matters had happened countless times.
In the past, because of my infatuation with Alice, I, unwillingly, chose to endure.
But today, the mocking gazes of the crowd were the last straw.
I didn't want to endure anymore.
I suppressed my anger and forced myself to smile.
I picked up the glass next to me and glanced at the crowd of onlookers around me.
Then I looked at the two people who were still immersed in their emotions.
"Why would I mind? Congratulations on your reunion after a long separation. And I wish you a long happy marriage."
The words caused a commotion in the room.
But the most unexpected thing was Alice's and Carl's reaction.
Alice had long been accustomed to my compromises and concessions in the last eight years.
Obviously, my words angered her.
The next second, she extended her finger, pointing at my nos and interrogating loudly.
"Felix Brown, can you be a little more decent? It's just a joke."
Glancing at the bridal bouquet in Alice's hands, I laughed from the bottom of my heart.