Chapter 7
I didn’t expose Giada. Everyone has their own reasons for making compromises in life, so why
bother about it so much.
Just as the dishes were served, I buried my head in eating, and my classmates toasted each other, unknowingly chatting about marriage and relationships.
Although Kelvin was not present, everyone was interested in his personal life. One classmate said, “I heard that Kelvin’s marriage had problems!”
“Yeah, it was revealed that he had been tipping the sideline female anchor in the middle of the night!”
“He got married to Margaret at a young age, how could he possibly have feelings for other girls…”
Puff… I almost spit out my drink.
Kelvin did not disclose my identity, even when he took me to come important events, he would remind reporters not to spread my photos.
So many classmates thought that Margaret was the one who got married to Kelvin.
Actually, it wasn’t wrong to say that Kelvin and I got married impulsively. This position was always meant for Margaret.
Giada was even angrier than me, staring at me and saying, “What’s wrong with him caring about others? Which rich person doesn’t get divorced?”
“Besides, Kelvin and Margaret were never in love to begin with. He married Margaret because he was pressured by his family!”
Giada wouldn’t think that the person Kelvin was thinking about was her, right?
But one thing she said is true, Kelvin indeed wanted a divorce.
I leaned back on the chair and smiled helplessly.
Giada pointed at me with a disdainful expression and said, “Annabel, what are you laughing at? Even if Kelvin got divorced, he wouldn’t be interested in you!”
“By the way, are you married?” The female classmate next to me also looked at me.
I thought about it and to be honest, “I decided.”
Someone wailed, “No way, I always thought that Annabel, being such a cold–hearted girl, would be
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the last one to get married!”
“What does your husband look like? Let us have a look.”
I awkwardly said, “We are getting divorced soon, there’s no need to watch.”
Giada sneered and showed off the two–carat diamond ring on her hand, saying, “Look, she doesn’t even have a ring on her finger. Her husband must be a poor loser!”
There were several male classmates who joined in the teasing and said, “We are all classmates, and we will try our best to help you if we can.”
“You gave us each a toast, and we all kept an eye out for you. If there were any wealthy older men who were divorced, we would definitely introduce them to you!”
My fingers tightly gripped the hem of my clothes, a dense disappointment surged up in my heart, rendering me speechless.
Originally, class reunions were about currying favor with e wealthy, flattering the powerful, and incidentally stepping on people like me who were at the bottom of society.
Seeing that I had been silent for a long time, Giada laughed even more triumphantly.
At this moment, a person suddenly walked into the private room, and the surrounding classmates enthusiastically gathered around him. I heard someone complimentingly say, “Kelvin, we thought you couldn’t make it today.”
Is it Kelvin? How did he come here?
I turned around and bumped into his smiling eyes. He had a calm expression on his face and said, “I indeed had something to do today, so I came to pick up my wife.”
A simple sentence, but it shocked everyone!
I hadn’t had time to react when Giada took the lead and approached Kelvin, coquettishly saying, “Honey, it’s better if you call me your wife in the livestream room. Why are you still calling me that in real life? It can give people the wrong impression, which is not good.”
Oh my, I suddenly remembered that I got drunk that day and indeed saw beautiful anchors calling each other “wife“.
It’s over.
Did this misunderstanding cause trouble? I hope Kelvin won’t come looking for me to settle the
score.
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I buried my head and was about to run, but to my surprise, Kelvin pushed Giada aside and grabbed my hand tightly.
“Wife, I came home a little late, are you angry?”
All the classmates gasped in shock. They didn’t expect that the husband I just mentioned who was about to get divorced was Kelvin.
Giada stood aside, looking at me awkwardly and resentfully.
The monitor laughed in surprise and said, “Kelvin, we didn’t hear it wrong, your wife is really Annabel, right?”
Kelvin’s eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at everyone with a hint of warning, saying, “What, do you want me to show you the marriage certificate?”
At once, everyone’s attitude towards me became exceptionally attentive, judging by my expression.
Kelvin then dealt with Giada, and he sneered, “You actual, mistook your own husband, which must mean that your marital relationship is not very harmonious.”
“But just as I parked the car, I saw your husband, he should have already arrived by now,” I said. Just then, a bald, overweight old man walked in. Giada embarrassingly asked, “Who let you come?”
To my surprise, the old man’s face twisted into a grimace, and he slapped Giada with a loud “smack“. He angrily exclaimed, “I’ve had enough of these good days, how dare you call another man your husband!”
