His Warmth
I stopped and looked at Opal with confusion. "Don't you dislike me?"
Since he didn't like me, he wanted to stay away from me for sure.
Therefore, why did he care about where I was going?
"I don't hate you."
Never mind. I didn't want to argue with Opal now.
"Opal, I'm sleepy. My wedding with Mr. Caroll will be held tomorrow. Save your lecture next time, okay?"
I turned around to leave, but Opal clutched my shoulder. "What did you say? What wedding?"
"Mr. Carroll. I get married to him, and there will be a wedding."
I grimaced for the pain on my shoulder and tried to break free from Opal.
Opal instantly looked sullen. "Kelly, don't you care about your reputation? That is a posthumous marriage. That wedding will ruin the reputation of you and the Smith family."
The clutch on my shoulder became a grip.
Suddenly, I felt aggrieved, and my tears fell down.
"Oh... I'm already married to Carroll. Will a wedding make any difference? Hurt! Let go of me. I won't come back to this place again. I c
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