His showing up in the middle of the night and scaring me made me mad again.
I glared at him fiercely. "I just love takeouts. Why do you care?"
Just as I was about to step into the bedroom, Sam reminded me, "Sierra, I don't care whether you accept our marriage or not. But what's done is done. You can't change it."
After hearing this, my face turned dark as I kicked the door.
Once again, I took my anger out on the door.
Sam and I went to my parents' house a few days later as per convention.
Sasha and Pedro had not arrived yet. My parents treated Sam warmly and had an enjoyable conversation with him without any regard for my feelings.
Thinking of how I had been cheated and the text message my mother sent me on my wedding day, I felt aggrieved and angry. In the end, I couldn't help but vent my emotions on Sam and glared at him fiercely.
Sam smiled at me.
My anger seemed not to bother him at all.
I asked my parents to go upstairs and questioned them privately.
"I can let Sasha have Pedro if she really likes him. There are plenty of men I can choose! I disagreed with her dating poor Sam in the first place. I could always find a boyfriend as rich as Pedro.