I remembered she had a blind date with a handsome man quite some time ago. They must have been incompatible. As much as I loathed the pink dress, I had no choice but to put it on.
I stared at myself in the mirror; it complemented my skin tone well. I couldnât pick on the flawless dress that seemed to have been tailor-made for me.
I couldnât wait to show Christopher the dress he had chosen me. Thus, I got ahead of Sabrina and headed over to the yacht, which cost at least hundreds of millions, docked nearby.
As I made my way over while holding my dress, I noticed most of the invited guests had boarded the yacht ahead of me. When I stepped into the hall, the guests were about to have their first dance. Upon a simple glimpse, I noticed most of the guests were couples.
Lyle and Crystal were in the middle of the crowd as well. They had a great time dancing together. I was irked by Crystalâs seemingly flawless moves.
No matter how graceful they appeared, it doesnât change the fact theyâre both corrupted deep down!
Seconds after I spotted Christopher in a conversation with Gordon, I saw Monica approaching Christopher and asked him to join her for a dance.
Although Christopher mentioned they were not romantically involved with one another, I couldnât stand the sight of my crush hugging another woman by the waist, dancing. Nonetheless, I would be surprised if he approached me for a dance.
He turned around and smiled when he saw me losing myself in a train of thoughts. I no longer felt frustrated when I saw him licking his lips. He indicated he was intrigued by my look.
A waiter approached me and asked if I wanted something to drink. I didnât have the energy to lift even the lightest of items, let alone a glass of drink. It would be embarrassing if I were to spill all over. Staring down at my hands, I politely rejected the waiter.
Out of nowhere, Zachary showed up next to me and asserted once he glanced at my hand, âYouâre not exactly in the condition to join them. Things will get even nastier if you hurt yourself further.â
Huh? Are we even close in the first place? Why is he expressing concern over my condition?
âThanks for the heads-up, but I have no intention to join them as well.â Duh! How am I supposed to show up when my so-called husband is having a great time dancing with another woman?
Zachary followed me when I headed elsewhere. Confused, I asked, âZachary, why arenât you mingling around with others?â
He deadpanned, âWell, everyoneâs aware I canât dance.â
âAlright, please suit yourself. Iâll head over to the deck and enjoy the breeze.â I couldnât help but wonder if others had ever made fun of him because of his indifferent look.
âWait! Youâre not supposed to go anywhere!â Zachary got ahead of me and stopped me once again.
âW-Whatâs wrong?â
âHe has instructed me to keep an eye on you and keep you safe throughout the ball. Iâm not supposed to leave you even when youâre in the restroom. He said if anything were to happen to you, he would take me out in a similar manner.â
Upon hearing that, my cheeks reddened as I choked on saliva. To stop things from getting more awkward, I asked, âIâm pretty sure heâs just kidding, isnât he?â
âNo matter what, I wonât be going anywhere else apart from keeping an eye on you!â Zachary was a man of his word. Thus, I knew there was nothing I could do to change his mind.