“Delilah, enough of this! Get changed now! Stop embarrassing yourself!”
Sienna placed a soothing hand on his arm, murmuring,
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you apologize to the guests. Everything will be fine.”
I let out a bitter laugh.
“Why don’t you just finish the wedding with him while you’re at it?”
I was done pretending, and the time for quiet dignity had passed.
Raising my voice so everyone could hear, I announced,
“Sorry to make this such a spectacle, everyone. Please enjoy the food and drinks. But as of today, Liam Prescott and I are officially over. Consider yourselves witnesses.”
Liam’s eyes burned with fury.
“When are you going to stop this nonsense?”
Sienna’s face contorted in mock alarm, her high heels clicking as she stomped in frustration.
“Miss Reese, you’ve misunderstood! I was just trying to help manage the guests!”
Her act was as transparent as a windowpane, and I crossed my arms, watching her smugly.
“You weren’t just managing guests, were you? Didn’t you also manage the wedding bed?”
Her smug grin faltered for a split second before she quickly recovered, tears welling in
her
eyes.
“Miss Reese, I think you’re mistaken-”
Slap!
The little snake was a master of putting on an act, but I had no interest in arguing with her.
“Delilah, have you lost your mind?”
Liam panicked, pulling Sienna into his arms as if to shield her.
Sienna hadn’t expected me to slap her and froze, her large, teary eyes trembling like she’d just suffered the greatest injustice. Slowly, she leaned into Liam’s chest, her tears soaking his shirt.
Liam glared at me as if he wanted to tear me apart.
“Delilah, you’re nothing but a crazy shrew! What about you even compares to-”
“Shut up, Liam!”
Mr. Prescott yanked him back, cutting him off mid–sentence. Beside him, Mrs. Prescott stepped forward to pull Sienna away from Liam’s
arms.
“Miss Vaughn, this is a family matter. I’m afraid we’ll have to ask you to leave.”
Sienna hesitated, glanced at Liam, and then turned to me with a slight, triumphant smirk before strolling out of the room in her heels.
Liam wasn’t finished.
“Are you happy now? You’ve turned our wedding into a circus! No man in his right mind would ever marry someone like you!”
“Liam Prescott, shut your mouth!” Mrs. Prescott tried to intervene, grabbing his arm, but he shoved her away.
