"Ruby, is this your friend?" Grayson asked.
"What? Yes... my... friend."
I laughed at my self-righteousness wishful thinking.
After five years of marriage, I thought I could get something in return if I put in all my effort, but I was wrong.
She didn't like me. Even if I was willing to protect her sincerely for the rest of my life, she wouldn't feel my heart.
I took the microphone from the emcee and said to the guests, "Ruby, you're getting married. I didn't prepare any gifts for you. It's a small souvenir for you."
I extended my arm and pointed at the big screen.
Harry began to play the PowerPoint.
The first picture was my marriage certificate with Ruby.
The audience burst into an uproar.
Then, it was a premarital agreement I signed with her, the wedding photos I took with Ruby, and our intimate selfies during honeymoon
Harry changed the picture every 20 seconds so that the guests present could see them clearly.
These photos caused an uproar among the audience. Some people raised their mobile phones to take photos of the shocking news in Seattle.
"Liam Duncan, are you crazy? Turn it off!"
Ruby roared at me.
Grayson was also shocked.