"Besides, Colten is nothing but a like dog I raised. How dare he get mad at me?"
Joyce knew exactly that wasn't an ordinary pet snake. It represented my pain and longing after I lost my father, holding a profound meaning for me.
Yet, to vent her anger, she deliberately belittled it, hurting me so badly.
Sadness and rage washed over me.
I couldn't hold back any longer and slapped Joyce.
"Colten! How dare you hit me!"
Joyce covered her reddened cheek, staring at me in disbelief.
I smirked coldly, pulling out the wedding invitation in front of everyone and tearing it to pieces.
"I don't just want to hit you. I'm also calling off this engagement!
"Sorry, I'm a normal man, and I don't want to marry a woman like you!"
After Joyce belittled the little black snake and said I was just like her pet dog, I looked at her with eyes that no longer held the same tolerance and affection.
My love was meant for a woman who deserved it.
I coldly stared at her and the group of friends she had brought along.
"This is my home. Please leave now."
Joyce was taken aback, her eyes wide with shock as a sharp voice squeezed out from her throat.
"Colten, what do you mean by that?"
"I mean for you all to get lost."