Bloody Night Before The Wedding

That night, I actually wanted to run away from the room, but I could not. There was a transparent wall that blocked me.

As a result, I closed my eyes and my ears desperately all night.

But when it was already morning, Stefan woke up first and directly reached out his phone. He seemed frustrated when noticing that his phone was empty, without a reply or call from me.

Stefan closed the phone and said in anger, "Is she angry because I can’t pick her up? But it is just a trivial thing!"

I could not help yelling furiously, “How dare you, Stefan! The trivial thing you think has already killed me. Besides, it is your lover who deleted all of my calls. Don’t blame me for this, okay?”

But it was useless since he could not hear me.

When I saw Stefan was about to call my phone number, Cathy woke up and asked, her voice a bit shaky, "Stefan, is it the time for you to go?"

Stefan nodded and touched her face in sweet ways before answering, “Yes, sweetheart. I should go before 8.”

After looking at the clock, which was shown at 7 o’clock, she said in a captivating tone, "I was thinking... you better go after showering, right? So, how about we take a bath together? You know, to relax before the wedding’s pressure."

Stefan paused, looking at her with a mix of surprise.

I was also speechless. Did they seriously want to torture me again in that early?

Cathy touched Stefan’s abs, her cheeks flush before flirting again. She said, "I know you want it too, right?"

After a moment's hesitation, Stefan nodded and replied excitedly, "Alright, why not? It sounds... nice."

Then, he directly carried her to the bathroom.

I thought that I would stay in the bedroom, but it turned out wherever Stefan moved I would move.

I could not help nagging, “Seriously? We really can't be more than a meter apart?”

However, my heart did not feel hurt anymore when seeing Cathy leaned back against Stefan.

Even when Stefan's hands began to move, tracing lazy patterns on her skin, I felt numb.

It seemed that my love for Stefan had already gone along with my life last night.

Suddenly, Cathy’s voice came to my ear again. She teased Stefan, “You seemed reluctant before, but now look at your naughty hands, Stefan.”

Stefan smirked as his fingers moved on Cathy’s sensitive spots. He deepened his kiss after responding, “You ask for it first, I just follow your pattern.”

"That was... incredible," she murmured.

"It was," he agreed, his voice filled with tenderness. “But I should really go now.”

I sneered, “Oh, you still remember your wedding, Mr. Murray?”

But then Cathy said sweetly, “Fine, but let me prepare some breakfast for you, okay?”

Stefan nodded and let Cathy go out first, while he was getting ready.

After cleaning up the mess he made in the bedroom, Stefan checked the phone again just to find that I still had not contacted him.

"What was he waiting for? Waiting for me to give in and call him like I usually do? But Stefan, where were you when I needed you the most?" I sneered again.

Suddenly, he threatened me as if answering my sneer, “Whatever you think, Beatrice. Just wait and see what I will do when we meet later!”

I just turned my face away indifferently.

When I looked back again, I found many dishes Stefan could not eat at the dining table.

I mocked, “What a festive breakfast.”

I stood beside the table and watched Stefan suddenly clench his fists. He should be confused how to refuse the meal Cathy carefully prepared.

Since then, he was picky about food and had a weak stomach. I even should take classes to learn how to cook so many dishes, so that I could find the one who suited him.

Not to mention, I asked someone to deliver lunch to his office every day. That was how much I loved him, but he did not appreciate it at all.

In a guilty tone, Stefan apologized, “Umm… Cathy, I think I will skip breakfast since the time is tight. Please clean up everything so that Beatrice will not find out. See you.”

Then, he kissed Cathy’s forehead before walking to the door and disappeared from Cathy’s sight.

Too bad! Since I followed Stefan, I couldn't see what that woman's disappointed expression looked like. It would have been very interesting, right?

Soon, Stefan came to his family residence. But when he just arrived, his mother suddenly hugged him while crying.

“Mom, what happened? Why are you crying?” Stefan asked in confusion.

“Stefan, I thought you and Beatrice are in trouble because we can’t get through to you. Tell me, where is Beatrice actually? Her family said that she did not come home last night.”

“What?!”