She hung up the phone and turned to those around her, ordering, "Get the car ready. I'll take Liam home first."
The hope that had started to build was immediately crushed.
She would rather believe I was just dawdling on the road than face the reality that the gambler she had tortured almost to death was her fiancé.
"Celine, aren’t you going to play a bit more? You’re leaving so early?"
Her friends, disappointed by the way things turned out, hadn't fully enjoyed themselves.
Celine’s expression instantly turned cold. "Tomorrow is my wedding with Kristian. If I’m not going back to be with him, am I supposed to stay here with you?"
The group fell silent.
But Liam boldly wrapped his arm around her waist, pouting. "Celine, can you stay with me tonight? From tomorrow on, you won’t belong to me anymore, I’m so sad..."
"Liam! You need to know your place. I said I’d spoil you tonight to help you unwind, and you should be grateful. I don’t like greedy men!"
Her harsh words were easily shattered by Liam. "Celine, I bought the suit you love. Tonight, you can enjoy it to your heart's content..."
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.