Vy's POV

My lips quivered at what he said, "W-what?"

My chest began to tighten and my hands holding the doorknob were sweating. I feel mixed and I know where it's going.

"I am his fiancè! Of course he won't tell you about me because it's obvious that he don't like the idea of ​​marrying me!"

I could not speak and remained staring into his eyes. When he noticed that, he adjusted his posture and looked at me seriously.

"Dwight or you known as Luhence and I was arranged in a marriage. It was supposed to be another girl but his father decided to choose me instead of that. Dwight...