Her eyes instantly turned red, and she was at a loss, which made people feel pitiful.
"Emma, I'm sorry. The things were accidentally thrown away by the workers during the renovation. I searched the trash cans for a long time but couldn't find them."
"Who gave you permission to touch my things?"
My crisp voice echoed in the living room. Ace covered her face, looking at me in disbelief.
Adrian quickly pushed me away, shielding the pitiful Ace.
"Enough, Emma. Ace has already apologized to you. Stop making unreasonable trouble."
Unreasonable trouble? Me?
She stole my fiance.
Throw away my things,
Give me the fingerprints of my wedding room.
After suppressing my emotions for a long time, I finally lost control. I swept away everything on the table. The vase was pushed over, and the sound of porcelain breaking resounded throughout the hall.
Adrian held me as I broke down, not forgetting to have the housekeeper help Ace upstairs.
Adrian, did you so afraid I'll hurt her?
But I was the one who was really hurt.
Adrian pulled me into his room, using the same hand he just held Ace with.
He threw me against the wall, and the pain brought visions of him holding Ace so carefully to my mind.