170 Misplaced Groom (1/2)

He walked out of the room despite the voices that shouted out to him. He was mentally tired and done with what he had to say. What else he could say anyway? Comforting sh*ts?

No thanks! He himself needed a shrink after all this or God bless, he was going to cause atrocities.

He put on his custom-made Aviator classic ic! sunglasses and took the coat the Butler handed him and hanged it on his shoulder. He was in plain button-down ash grey shirt and khaki jeans from yesterday and Trainers shoes.

He hadn't shaved for days and his hairs weren't in their usual styled look. He shoved his fisted left hand in his pocket. His face was expressionless with his sharp jaw clenched.

He looked rugged but handsomely rugged. In a wild way, he had a charm about himself. He was like a man right out of GQ shoot.

The halfway were familiar and a walk through them was fueling his temper, last time it was her he walked by, crossing these halfways. The woman would do herself a favour to not appear in front of him any time soon.

He intended to marry her! To start a family! Hell, he wanted to make her the happiest woman on the planet!

He showered his money on her like f*cking confetti and that ungrateful woman was playing him all along! The irony was he even spent time with her missing official meetings and seminars just to cultivate feelings and he thought they had but it didn't seem the case!

He couldn't promise if he wouldn't strangle her! She was playing a stunt all along but this time she had provoked the wrong beast and she was going to realize that soon!

He took a turn to reach the threshold, that's when he lifted his eyes and what he saw left him stunned and his breath hitched. Behind his shades, his eyes widened a fraction.

Lei Xinyi was walking to him...

...Or a carbon copy of Lei Xinyi was walking to him from the front holding the arm of a man he knew too well. She looked nervous and the man beside her looked like he was hardly suppressing his temper from flaring.

She was wearing a peach dress with her natural loose curls of golden-brown hairs let down.

He assessed her from her ballerina flats to her stocking-clad legs. Lei Xinyi had longer legs that were lean. With her plump curvy figure, She looked a cute porcelain doll but Lei Xinyi didn't. Lei Xinyi looked like a seductress wrapped in paper-fabric.

Then his trailed to her face. The innocent face that once called him out for being an infidel and was now hanging by the arm of his cousin after warming his bed for more than eight months all the time when she was his fiance.

He was infidel but at least he wasn't scandalous unlike his dear 'fiance'!

He really was curious if God really thought if it was important to make every woman of this face one of her kind.

Looking at her he felt like he was looking at his long-lost mate. A mocking smirk took over his face that ridiculed Lu Xinyi whole existence.

Looks like the wedding is still taking place but maybe the groom was misplaced.

Lu Xinyi tightened her fists on Yu Youhan arm, digging her blunt nails in his arm and bowed her crimson face in embarrassment and shame.

Yu Youhan who was already at the end of his wits glared at Li Yuan but Li Yuan came close to them looked at Lu Xinyi up and down in mock chuckled, and passed them.