Moreover, during our two-year relationship, I often brought expensive gifts to her home.
All just because Eden's mother wanted to show off to the widow next door.
The widow's son-in-law often parked his BMW in front of Eden's house, and whenever Eden's mother asked him to move it, the widow would mock her for not being able to afford such a car.
The two often quarreled, forming a deep grudge.
With my frequent gifts worth tens of thousands, Eden's mother had regained some face.
Unfortunately, that face would be lost entirely tomorrow.
Knowing the wedding would definitely not happen, I felt at ease.
I even went back to sleep.
Around eight or nine in the evening, Dick's call woke me.
"Daniel, check your Twitter!"
Rubbing my eyes, I opened my phone and instantly woke up.
Dick had sent a video.
In the dimly lit private room of a restaurant, Eden was toasting with Hale and his sister.
"Congratulations on your wedding, Eden! Goodbye to single life!"
They clinked glasses and drank in one go. Hale's eyes were red, seemingly upset.
Lillian sighed.
"Hale, you need to let the past go. If it weren't for Daniel, you and Eden wouldn't have met again. It's just fate."