They must take the opportunity to get what they wanted.
It was not that I didn't know it before, but I endured it for Queena. Now, I didn't want to endure it anymore.
Hearing my words, they were at a loss.
Queena broke free from Fitch's hand and distanced herself from him, "Fitch, thank you for sending me back tonight. It's getting late. You should go back first. Harry will take care of me."
Fitch was afraid that I would really throw Queena's brother to him, so he left in a hurry.
After entering the room, Queena took my arm and said softly, "Well, even if it's my fault, don't be angry anymore, okay?"
She began again.
I turned slightly to avoid her hand.
"Tomorrow is my class reunion. Come with me, please."
She never gave up until she achieved her goal. I didn't bother to argue with her and just nodded in agreement.
She finally smiled.
Over the years, I had attended her class reunion every year.
Even most of the expenses were paid by me. She enjoyed having me follow her around at the party, making people envy her.
I only agreed to go with her, but not anything else.
At the class reunion, I was like an invisible person, watching them play.