Gasps echoed among the guests.
“Then… the two of you have been involved this entire time?”
I looked from Tristan to Sienna, my tone mocking.
“If you had told me earlier that you were together, I never would’ve agreed to this farce of a marriage alliance.”
I turned my gaze to her, my voice laced with bitter irony.
“And you, Sienna, already entangled with Tristan, yet you still agreed to marry me? Why?”
Whispers rippled through the crowd.
“So it was Lucas Everhart who was being used all along…”
“Looks like Tristan was the one eyeing Miss Langford from the start.”
“Poor Lucas. No wonder he caused a scene.”
Sienna, completely unfazed by the judgmental stares, nestled shyly into Tristan’s embrace.
“Tristan, didn’t you say we had to keep it secret for the first three months?”
Daisy, fuming with rage, clutched her chest and pointed at her daughter.
“You will abort this child immediately! Your father and I will never acknowledge it!”
She trembled as she yelled, “You must marry Lucas, do you hear me? Without him, you and that child won’t live to see tomorrow!”
“Sienna, we’re your parents. When have we ever wanted to harm you? Just listen to us this once!”