At this time, Pierre came over and said playfully, "You must be Fiona's husband, right? We are doing this just as arranged by the company. Don't let your imagination run wild."
Then, he patted my shoulder and said softly, "Men should be more broad-minded."
I sneered in my heart and slapped his hand away. "You are broad-minded. I want you to be like me one day."
Pierre was annoyed. "What?"
Seeing this, Fiona quickly stood in the middle and looked at me pleadingly, "Liam, go home first. I will explain it to you when I get back."
I shook my head. "No need."
"I just said that you two are a perfect match. Please continue. I will not accompany you any more."
After saying that, I pushed away the disdainful crowd and left resolutely.
In the rearview mirror, I saw them embracing again.
Fiona came from a wealthy family and was a spoiled young lady. Since we got married, I had always been the first to apologize whenever there had been a conflict.
Even so, it took a long time to calm her anger.
For the sake of this family, I endured it, thinking that it would bring happiness.
But everything changed after Pierre returned and became Fiona's leader a month ago.