The next day, I returned home from work, thinking that Natalya had moved out without hesitation.

But she was still here, and she even became diligent and proactive. The house was spotless. The table was filled with delicious dishes.

Her cooking skills were indeed good.

Perhaps this was another reason why I liked her.

But now, at the sight of these mouth-watering dishes, I have lost my appetite.

"Are you back?"

"Hurry up and wash your hands. It's time to eat."

Natalya brought a dish to the table and smiled at me, saying, "I'll cook another dish. It'll be ready soon."

Seeing that she was about to go to the kitchen, I grabbed her and said, "Why haven't you moved out yet?"

"Don't you like comforting your ex?"

"Now you can move in with him and comfort him day and night. Isn't that more convenient?"

My shouting scared Natalya and made her cry.

She cried and shook off my hand, saying, "It's not like that..."

"Then what is it like?"

I, who had lost patience, yelled at her.

She turned pale with fright.

Seeing how fierce I was, she cried, opened the door, and ran away.

It was around seven or eight p.m.

My mom called me, saying, "Kendall, why are you bullying Natalya again? You are about to get married. What are you doing?”

I wanted to explain, but my mom didn't give me the chance. She shouted on the phone, "You come to my place now to apologize to Natalya. Take her back then! You are so unreasonable!"

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The call was hung up.

I didn't know what Natalya had told my mom or complained about again.

I could tell that my mom was angry.

But this time, even if my mom stepped in, it wouldn't work.

I didn't go pick up Natalya. Instead, I went to work quietly every day.

It wasn't until three days later that a college classmate of mine called me, asking me to attend his birthday party.

Having a work project to catch up on, so I arrived there a bit late.

When I entered the private box, my classmates had been eating and drinking.

"Kendall is here."

"Why did Kendall come so late?"

"Drinking three cups of wine as punishment!"

My classmates were enthusiastic when they saw me.

I responded with a smile.

Then I saw Natalya.

She sat next to Spencer with an empty seat beside her.

Natalya stood up and said, "Sit here."

I didn't intend to pay attention to her, but Matthew Moss was celebrating his birthday today. He pushed me to sit next to Natalya. Then he said, "We were bunkmates in college. You even helped me wash my smelly socks back then!"

"So, anyone can be late today, except you. You must drink three glasses of wine as a punishment!"

While Matthew poured the wine, he said, "Congratulations in advance on your upcoming marriage with Natalya, so you must drink this cup!"

After Matthew said so, Natalya lowered her head.

Spencer, who was sitting opposite, looked awkward and sullen.

I didn't say anything in front of everyone. I had been feeling down these days anyway. It happened that I wanted to drink some wine, so I drank three glasses of wine quickly.

Seeing this, Natalya hurriedly persuaded me to drink less.

Matthew and other old classmates smiled and said, "It's enviable. You haven't even gotten married yet, but you're controlling him and not letting him drink."

"Back in college, I thought they were a perfect match, but I didn't expect them to get married."

A group of classmates joked, saying, "When the time comes, you have to invite us to your wedding. Don't worry, we won't skimp on the betrothal gifts!"

Natalya smiled as she responded, but I didn't say anything, considering it was the last dignity I left for Natalya.

Halfway through the party...

Suddenly, a classmate suggested something exciting. They wanted to play a game of Truth or Dare.

When it was Spencer's turn, he looked directly at Natalya and asked, "If you weren't with Kendall, would you come back to my side?"

Natalya looked at Spencer in surprise. She didn't answer.

The classmates were all feeling awkward.

Everyone knew the news that Natalya and I were going to get married.

At this moment, Spencer asked Natalya such a question, which was deliberately causing trouble.

But Spencer seemed indifferent.

It seemed like he did it on purpose. He deliberately glanced at me and said, "Kendall, you should know that I am Natalya's ex-boyfriend. Now it's just a game. You won't be so petty, right?"

Before I could speak, Natalya's weak voice rang out, "Yes, I would."

Despite her weak voice, everyone present heard it, including me.

Everyone was shocked by their conversation, looking at me sympathetically. They all thought that I would fly into a rage on the spot.

But I didn't care at all as I clapped my hands in celebration. Then I said, "Since the situation has come to this, why don't you kiss?"