Chapter 4

I didn't respond, just looked down at my phone.

On Instagram, Windsor had just posted a new update.

The photo showed men's shirts and women's lingerie scattered on the floor.

[Someone said he'd only come for ten minutes, but ended up not wanting to leave~]

She'd deliberately tagged the location—and it wasn't City Hall.

Mutual friends were already commenting: [Windsor, are you trying to piss someone off?]

Windsor replied: [Whoever's standing around in a wedding dress with no groom to wait for can get mad!]

I expressionlessly took a screenshot.

"Olivia, stop waiting!" Barbara snatched my phone away. "Look at this! What kind of person is this?"

"You came back from graduating in England for him. Do you know how angry your parents were?"

"Xavier was nothing back then, and you still dared to make a ten-year bet with your parents! Now you've lost everything."

"If it weren't for you working day and night all these years helping him with proposals, bringing in investments, secretly using your identity as the shipping magnate's daughter to get his projects off the ground, could he have achieved what he has today?"

"And he turns around and gets cozy with the investor's daughter!"

"I really never saw it—he can fake it so well, faking it until the night before the wedding to let you discover he was sleeping with someone else!"

"I can't believe he came to an open room with someone else!" Barbara got more upset as she spoke, her eyes reddening: "Olivia, stop waiting. You should live for yourself for once!"

"Barbara, thank you for coming today. As for Mom and Dad, after the wedding, I'll go back and admit defeat."

Willing to bet means willing to lose.

Today was the day I'd accept the price of losing that bet.

After comforting my best friend and myself, I walked toward the balcony at the end of the hallway for some air.

Just as I was about to push the door open, I heard several men's voices inside.

The groomsmen were hiding there smoking.

"Wait, Xavier's really not coming back?"

"He said Windsor's clinging to him, he can't get away. He told us to stall."

Matthew exhaled smoke, "How long do you think Olivia's temper can hold out?"

"Look at her today—wedding dress on, red carpet walked, groom ran off, and she didn't even furrow her brow."

"A wife like that, what more could a man want?" Edward sighed, "Xavier really doesn't know how good he has it."

"Xavier's got other things on his mind right now. That vixen Windsor has him wrapped around her finger."

Several of them laughed.

Then someone made a video call: "Xavier, you finally picked up. Olivia's still waiting. It's not right for you not to come back, is it?"

Ambiguous sounds came from the other end of the phone.

"Can't you see I'm busy?" Xavier's voice carried impatience and the hoarseness of desire, "I can't come back. Just take care of the relatives and friends."

"Okay, okay, Xavier, you do your thing." Matthew said with a sleazy grin, "Olivia's way easier to deal with anyway."

Before he finished speaking, I pushed open the balcony door. The smiles froze on their faces.

Matthew hid the phone behind him, "Olivia."

I looked at them, "The wedding starts in three minutes."

"What are you doing hiding here?"

"There are over three hundred guests sitting out there. Are you going to make them wait? Or let them watch this farce?"

As soon as I finished speaking, several of them burst out laughing.

"Olivia, stop making a scene." Edward laughed while waving his hand, "Three minutes is enough? Xavier's not that fast. He can't make it..."

"It's enough."

I calmly interrupted, then turned and left.

Only then did Matthew remember the video was still on. He glanced at the screen:

"Xavier, Olivia says the wedding starts in three minutes. You better hurry."

Xavier's low laugh came through the phone, carrying the laziness of unfinished pleasure:

"Three minutes?"

"Does this woman have some kind of misunderstanding about me?"

A woman's giggle came through the receiver, softly saying something.

"Xavier." Matthew asked quietly, "So..."

The other end was silent for two seconds, then Xavier's impatient voice came through: "Go ahead and help me hold down the scene. I'll come over when I'm done here."

As he spoke, a woman's coquettish sound came through in the background.