GIANNI sighed while waiting and standing on the stage. His hands were in his pocket as he looked at the people below the stage. The men are in their nice suits. Women are in their nice dresses. And as for him, he was wearing a customized suit. Today was his engagement party. And it was an arranged marriage made by his parents. There’s no love between him and his fiancée. It was all pure business.
“Let’s welcome the bride, Lianne Aquino!” the host announced.
The double door opened, but there was no bride.
The guests were surprised and murmured.
The corner of Gianni’s lips rose. “As expected,” he muttered under his breath. The other day, he accidentally saw his fiancée with another man, and they were having a date.
He was the type of person who would hinder someone’s happiness, so he
