For a moment, everyone looked at Emery disdainfully one after another, but she was unaware as she stared straight at Matthew.
"Matthew, they said that you were getting married. I didn't believe it, so I came back for your clarification." As she spoke, she appeared vulnerable.
Under her gaze, Matthew nodded and took a sip of the wine.
He was calm as if he were facing a classmate whom he had not seen for many years. I breathed a sigh of relief. If Matthew's mood fluctuated too much, I would be nervous.
But at that time, I didn't see that Matthew's hand holding the glass was trembling slightly.
Tears fell from Emery's eyes instantly. She pointed at me and asked, "Do you love her?"
