Chapter 4

I walked straight past him.

I returned to Adrian Blackwood’s side.

Adrian Blackwood looked down at me, satisfaction in his eyes.

His body smelled of Sophia Lane’s perfume, and I did not know what they had done during the time I was away just now.

But none of it mattered anymore.

I glanced at my phone, and there was still half an hour until ten.

Adrian Blackwood lowered his head and said by my ear, “The wedding will be held next month. I’ve looked at a few venues, and when we get home tonight, I’ll have my assistant send you the information so you can choose.”

I looked at him. “I already said it. Forget about the wedding.”

There was a hint of warning in his voice. “There should be a limit to your temper tantrums. I said the position of Mrs. Blackwood will always be yours. What else do you want from me? Do you want me to get down on my knees and beg you?”

He was a little impatient and took my indifference as me making trouble.

“I don’t want you to do anything,” I said. “I just won’t marry you anymore.”

“Enough.” He said coldly, “Do I have to send you away again before you’ll come to your senses? Don’t be so ungrateful.”

I took a deep breath. “You still think I’m throwing a tantrum, don’t you?”

“What else?” He sneered. “Isn’t it just because of Sophia? How many times have you sulked at me over this already?”

I wanted to say that I really did not care anymore.

But before I could say it, Sophia Lane walked over again.

She “accidentally” spilled wine on the front of her dress, let out a delicate cry, and fell smoothly into Adrian Blackwood’s arms as he walked over.

“Adrian, I think I drank too much.” She leaned softly against Adrian Blackwood, and the hand wearing the ring wrapped tightly around Adrian Blackwood’s neck.

Adrian Blackwood frowned, but he did not push her away, and instead wiped her with a handkerchief.

She lifted her eyelids and glanced at me, clearly not drunk and clearly provoking me.

Ethan Hayes looked toward me, as if waiting to watch a good show.

Adrian Blackwood held Sophia Lane by the waist, his brows furrowed, but he did not push her away and instead glanced at me.

If it were the old me, I would already have gone crazy and rushed forward to hit someone.

But the current me only said calmly, “Since Miss Lane isn’t feeling well, you should take her home.”

Adrian Blackwood’s expression seemed a little ugly.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Sophia Lane interrupted him. “Adrian, take me home, okay? My head is so dizzy. I only want you to take me, just like before, okay?”

Adrian Blackwood hesitated for a while, then said to me, “Go home first and wait for me. I’ll come find you right after I take her home. Don’t make trouble, be good, and wait for me to come back.”

I smiled and nodded. “Okay.”

Adrian Blackwood picked Sophia Lane up in his arms and left under everyone’s gaze.

Ethan Hayes clapped as he walked over and sized me up from head to toe. “Damn, Miss Bennett, which sanatorium did you go to that worked so well?”

“Did you really change, or are you holding back something big?”

I ignored him, turned around, and walked straight outside.

Ethan Hayes’s voice came from behind me. “Are you really going home obediently? Not waiting for Adrian to come back and coax you?”

I did not pause, and I did not turn back.

I called a car, went home first to get my luggage, and then went to the airport.

I boarded the plane and switched my phone to airplane mode.

I slept, and it felt like I slept for a long time.

After waking up, I got off the plane.

I turned off airplane mode.

Almost instantly, my phone vibrated violently.