Being Isolated

Ceres directly snatched the invitation letter! "That's more like you," Mary smiled. Ceres crossed her arms and looked at Mary from head to toe. She saw Mary was still wearing a pair of high heels, and the heels were not short. Sally had told Mary many times not to wear high heels. But Mary did not care at all. She had been pregnant for almost three months. So far so good. Nothing would go wrong. "Well, I think someone is being complacent. The higher one stands, the more heavily one falls." "What do you mean?" Mary's face stiffened. "Look at your high heels! Listen to me. Do wear flat shoes at your wedding. Be careful not to fall." After saying that, Ceres walked straight into the dormitory door. "Are... are you cursing me?" Mary gritted her teeth. "You curse my baby just because you have a miscarriage! I tell you what. It'll be born healthily. Just you wait. You will die of anger!" Hearing this, the smile on Ceres's face disappeared. She lost her child and could do nothing about it. It