“What does that mean?” Emmeline shoved his hand aside. “What did I do this time?”

“You don’t know?”

He held her wrist in a tight grip.

“Stop it with your innocent act, Emmeline. Are you going to make me congratulate you before you admit to it?!”

“Congratulations?” She was shocked. “For what?”

“Haha.” He laughed coldly. “You’re quite the actress, Ms. Emma Emmaline Louise. Everyone at the Nimbus Hotel already knows about it. I’m the only one left in the dark!”

You can stop your worthless act. No one else is here to see it!”

“Shut your mouth, Abel!”

She flushed with anger. “I would not be going easy on you right now if you weren’t injured!”

“Oh, really?” He snorted as he tilted his head threateningly. “I’m hurt both physically and emotionally for you, you hateful little woman. How heartless are you to drop me like yesterday’s trash?”

Emmeline was completely taken aback.

Was Abel talking about her?

Was she that unbearable?

Sam, who had managed to coax information out of Luca raced up the steps.

The first words out of her mouth were, “You’re marrying Adrien, Em?”

“…” Emmeline turned to Sam in astonishment.

She was staring at the girl as if she had grown a second head.

“Has this guy’s insanity infected you as well, Sam?”

“But Ms. Louise…”Sam sounded nervous. “Luca was also saying it.”

“What did Luca say?”

“He said Adrien went to the Nimbus Hotel and announced to everyone that the two of you would be getting married. He had even offered staff there one thousand as a bonus!”

“…”

She paled. “All I said was that I was giving him permission to propose to me. I never said anything about marrying him.”

“So, it really happened?” Abel and Sam chimed at the same time.

Sam shouted with shock. “Daisy! You should come talk some sense into Dear Emma over here. She’s going to marry that weird flamboyant guy. What kind of twist is this?!”

“What do you have to say for yourself, Emmeline?”

Abel stared down at the woman in front of him.

It was clear he was angry beyond belief.

“Huh? What is there to say?” She rebuked. “What does it matter to you who I marry?”

“Why wouldn’t it have anything to do with me?”

Abel grabbed her arm. “Are you trying to play games with me?”

“Tch!” She huffed. “How old do you think you are? Who’s playing games here?”

“What’s going on between you and Adrien then?”

He only got angrier.

“Why don’t you tell me what’s going on between you and Alana then?”

Emmeline shrugged him off. “You’re asking me? Why don’t you take a closer look at yourself?!”

“What’s wrong with me and Alana?” Abel raised a brow.

“You two were kissing on the couch!” She was close to tears.

The mere memory was a stab to her heart.

“…” Abel’s jaw dropped.

“Excuse me, what do you mean you saw us kissing?”

“I witnessed it with my own two eyes!” She said enraged. “You’re still trying to argue?”

“You’re unbelievable!”

“I’m unbelievable?”

She was so exasperated she was in tears. “You and Alana are getting engaged. You can’t deny that, can you?”

“I’m not denying it. It’s just different from whatever you’ve got going in your mind!”

That’s just my way of buying time!

“How is it any different?!” She stared up at him. “You’re engaged. There’s no other explanation.”

“I don’t want to explain anything either.” Abel also felt powerless.

“Perfect.” She nodded. “We’ll go our separate ways, Mr. Abel. I’ll also be engaged to Adrien!”

What is wrong with this woman?!

Who wants to be your wife?!