Emily pressed her lips together in quiet amusement, but she didn’t say anything further.Â
What the Wilson family was really like–Ethan might not fully understand, but she knew all too well.Â
There was no point in explaining. Saying more would change nothing.Â
Emily turned back and met Ethan’s gaze openly. “It’s the weekend,” she said calmly. “On Monday, we’ll go to the county office, pull a copy of the marriage certificate, and continue the process.”Â
Ethan studied her expressionless face and couldn’t help asking, “Do you really have to rush it this much?”Â
He leaned in slightly, easily casting his shadow over her.Â
Emily tilted her chin up, impatience creeping into her voice. “Then what exactly do you want?”Â
Ethan smirked faintly and asked in a low voice, “Do you really think I only last that long?”Â
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Emily frowned at him, her tone cool. “I experienced it myself. Could I be mistaken?”Â
Ethan suddenly raised his hand, lifting her chin with his fingertips, his eyes boring straight into hers, tinged with unmistakable unwillingness. “Give me one more chance,” he said, “and you’ll know.”Â
The gesture made her instinctively disgusted. She remembered that the same hand had touched Nancy, and she felt a surge of revulsion. Emily shoved his hand away, her voice sharp. “Completely unnecessary.”Â
She paused and then steadied her tone. “Next Monday, we’ll go to the county office and get the paperwork in order.”Â
With that, she brushed past Ethan and left the restroom without another glance.Â
Ethan’s eyes followed her reflexively. When he noticed. the wine stain on her back, still not fully dry, his brows drew together without his realizing it.Â
When Emily returned to the main hall, Vanessa had already come down from upstairs. She walked over 14:22 quickly, confusion evident on her face. “Where did youÂ
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go? I just looked all over for you.”Â
Emily smiled faintly, her tone light. “I went to the restroom to tidy up.”Â
Vanessa immediately noticed the mark on her back. She asked, confused, “How did this happen?”Â
Emily tugged at the corner of her mouth. “I bumped into someone by accident. It’s nothing.”Â
Vanessa was about to ask more when her gaze suddenly stopped. Not far away, a small group stood together, their eyes sweeping over unapologetically.Â
They weren’t far, so their deliberately lowered voices carried clearly to Emily and Vanessa.Â
“That’s her, right? The one who kept pestering Penelope’s father.”Â
“Yes. Penelope just said it herself. The one who got wine spilled on her back. She goes after taken men, always chasing middle–aged guys. They’ve already turned her down, and she still keeps throwing herself at them, happy to be used.”Â
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“Seriously, someone like that thinks she belongs at an event like this?”Â
“She looks decent enough, but it turns out she’s so vile behind the scenes.”Â
“Such a bitch. If I were her, I wouldn’t even dare show my face again.”Â
Vanessa turned to Emily, baffled. “Are they talking about you?”Â
Emily was momentarily stunned herself. She nodded uncertainly. “Probably?”Â
Vanessa had had enough. She was about to march over, but Emily grabbed her arm and shook her head. “Let’s listen a bit longer. I’m curious how outrageous it can get.”Â
Before the gossip could continue, Andrew and Shawn came down from the second floor.Â
As they did, Ethan was also returning from the restroom.Â
The moment the most prominent figures appeared, the murmurs vanished, replaced by nothing but flattery and 2 polite chatter.Â
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Alexander and his companion were nowhere to be seen. From the moment Emily came back from the restroom, she hadn’t spotted them again.Â
When Ethan joined Andrew and Shawn, Andrew asked casually, “Ethan, where did you just go?”Â
Ethan accepted a glass of red wine Andrew handed him, swirling it slightly. His voice was low and husky, carrying a trace of teasing. “Saw a cat. Went to play with it for a bit.”Â
Andrew frowned, studying him with curiosity. “Since when do you like cats? Did you change overnight?”Â
As a friend, Andrew knew well that Ethan had never liked cats or dogs.Â
Ethan tipped his head back and took a sip, replying ambiguously, “I don’t know. Maybe.”Â
Andrew didn’t quite understand what he meant and shifted topics. “Where are Sophie and Nancy? I haven’t seen them all evening.”Â
Only after another sip did Ethan answer, “Nancy went 192Â
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find Sophie.”Â
With most of the business talk wrapped up, Andrew had no desire to stay and listen to political niceties. He suggested, “Then let’s go find them.”Â
Just as he finished speaking, a burst of commotion roseÂ
near the entrance.Â
Someone shouted loudly, “Look. Mr. Lessing’s here.”Â
A shrill female voice followed. “Oh my God, it’sÂ
Alexander. He’s so hot.”Â
Ethan and Alexander were both among the most prominent figures in their circle, but there was one key difference.Â
One was known for being devoted only to Nancy, while the other was known for being good to every woman.Â
So even though they were evenly matched in looks and background, in settings like this, women were far more inclined to cluster around Alexander.Â
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Andrew grew irritated by the waves of laughter and excited squeals and muttered under his breath, “I don’t even know what’s so special about him.”Â
Ethan shrugged, sounding objectively fair. “To be fair, he does look good.”Â
Shawn nodded in agreement. “That’s hard to deny.”Â
Andrew grew even more annoyed. “I think both of your tastes are broken.”Â
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