Chapter 3
“Tsk, as expected from you, Zach. Always so generous.” I chuckled. “This was made from a sapphire that his parents bought at an auction ten years ago. It cost a fortune.
“It was supposed to be for their daughter-in-law. It looks like Zach really likes you, Sienna.”
The room instantly went silent. After all, I was still Zach’s future fiancee.
Sienna quickly reacted. Tears filled her eyes, and she tried to take the tiara off. “Sorry, Yulia. I know I don’t deserve something so expensive. I’ll give it back to you.”
She yanked it off and pulled some hair with it. A couple of tears dropped.
Zach was irritated and grabbed her hand. “When I give something, I don’t take it back. I gave it to you, so keep it.
“I want to see who dares to say otherwise!”
He turned to me with annoyance. “Yulia, why do you have to be so petty?
“Acting like my wife before we’re even married? Do you have no respect for me?”
I sneered and stood up. “I was just saying it casually. I never said it had to be mine. Why are you so upset?”
Sienna looked at me with a troubled look. “Yulia, I really love this tiara. Can I borrow it for my concert? I’ll give it back after.”
One of Zach’s friends, who had been supporting them earlier, spoke up. “Yulia, can’t you be more generous? You’re part of the Jenkins family.
“Sienna just wants to borrow it for a bit. Why be so stingy?
“You’re ruining the whole meal with this!”
I pushed the chair away. “I’m leaving. Enjoy your meal.”
My attitude probably angered Zach. He slammed the table and stood up. “Yulia, what’s with the attitude?!
“You’re going to be my wife! Can’t you even behave properly?!
“Apologize to Sienna right now!”
I almost laughed. “We’re not even engaged yet. What’s there to talk about?
“Sorry, let another person be your wife instead.”
Zach’s expression changed. He grabbed my hand and asked, “What do you mean? Are you calling off the engagement over something like this? Yulia, don’t you have any commitment?”
I pulled my hand away and opened Joel’s voice message. “Yulia, do you want lilies or roses for your engagement ceremony?”
“Lilies,” I replied. “They’ll match the engagement dress better.”
“What engagement dress?” Zach kept following me and grabbed my arm. “Yulia, have you already ordered the engagement dress behind my back?
“Are you that eager to marry me? How shameless can you be?”
I scoffed. “Please get this right. I’m the one getting engaged, not you!”
“Aren’t your engagement and mine the same thing? Everyone knows you’ve been dreaming of marrying me.”
My expression turned cold. “Zach, hasn’t anyone taught you how to respect others?”
Suddenly, the door slammed open, and a deep voice said, “Mr. Jefferson, please let go of my fiancee.”
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