Ethan let out a cold laugh at Xavier's words.

Wrapping his arms around the lady’s waist, he tugged her closer to himself.

“Jennifer Anderson, my fiancée,” he said. The softness in his eyes when he gazed at her evoked tears in me, and I clenched my wrist, my nails digged into my palm enough to draw blood. The pain was enough to grant me some relief and keep my tears away.

Xavier flinched at Ethan’s words, his eyes widening like saucers. He immediately unwrapped his arms from my waist, stepping closer to the woman beside Ethan.

“Miss Anderson, it’s a pleasure to meet you again.

You’ve changed. You look even...