The stunned look on his face was pathetic to watch.
I laughed softly and slipped my arm through Wayne's, leaning my cheek against his shoulder. Then I smiled at Ambrose and said, "That's right. And I have you to thank for it, actually. If you hadn't cheated on me with my own sister, I never would've realized who I truly loved. So thanks for that, Ambrose. Wayne and I are getting married soon, and we'll make sure to send you an invitation."
Ambrose's face went completely white. His expression twisted as he lunged forward, reaching for my arm, but Wayne blocked him instantly.
Wayne's grip closed around Ambrose's wrist, and no matter how hard Ambrose struggled, Wayne didn't budge. His expression stayed calm and controlled.
The contrast between Wayne's composure and Ambrose's desperation c
