However, he moved toward the door but kept glancing back as if expecting someone to stop him.
Sure enough, Isla grabbed his arm quickly.
"Orion, why are you so nice to him?"
"Even this leftover cake is more than he deserves!"
"Vincent, you don't like it? Let me help you have a 'good' birthday, then!"
Before I could react, she picked up a piece of cake and smashed it into my face. The fork embedded in the slice jabbed my eye, sending a sharp pain through me.
"Haha! Smashing cakes is such fun on birthdays!"
Encouraged by her actions, Orion joined in, picking up another piece and throwing it at me with an amused chuckle.
Evelyn was even more delighted watching her precious son laugh so joyously.
Go ahead, have fun! As long as Orion is happy, that's all that matters!"
One by one, pieces of cake flew at me.
They hit my face again and again.
Their unrestrained laughter filled my ears, ringing loud and mocking.
I clenched my fists tightly, desperately restraining the urge to explode.
I repeated to myself, over and over.
Just wait, this isn't the time yet!
Soon, the long-anticipated wedding day of Orion Winters and Isla Elander arrived.