I lifted my eyelids and knowingly nodded.
"Sure, when it's time for the wedding games, I'll leave with everyone. You can do whatever you want."
I could clearly feel that Claire wanted to steal Mason away from me.
That's why she was always trying to provoke me. And after I'd get mad, she'd act all innocent, telling Mason I twisted her words to bully her.
She succeeded every time because Mason's heart was always on her side.
Then he'd scold me for being jealous and petty.
Suddenly, I realized how foolish I was back then, fighting like we were in some ridiculous royal harem.
Claire didn't get what she wanted. Of course, she wasn't going to let it go. She sneered sarcastically.
"Your mind is as filthy as always. Mason and I are innocent. Why do you keep imagining things?
"It's your wedding with Mason. Do you really have to humiliate him like this?"
"Who's humiliating who? Does someone who knowingly becomes the third wheel have any right to speak?"
I shot back coldly.
It wasn't that I was jealous of Claire. I just wanted to stand up for myself and stop being a doormat.
Mason saw an opening and assumed I was jealous.
He sighed, his expression exasperated.