Chapter 1830

Felicity noticed that Vermont, who was usually talkative, appeared exceptionally composed during the toasting session.

“Aren’t you a sentimental man, Mr. Snyder? Bringing your current girlfriend to your ex-girlfriend’s engagement banquet, ” Jaylene suddenly remarked.

Felicity’s body tensed, and she shot Vermont a sharp look.

She had noticed the bride glancing her way continuously,’ What an ass! I can’t believe he chose to humiliate me like this!’ With a cold expression, Vermont said, “Ms. Saun, we’re at Xander’s engagement banquet. Please choose your words carefully.”

Jaylene chuckled, “I was just making conversation. Mr. Raynor wouldn’t have invited you if he minded your presence.”

Felicity looked at the tasty dishes before her, but her appetite was completely gone.

Vermont grabbed a piece of fish for Felicity and whispered,” It’s boneless. Try it.”

Felicity took a deep breath and thought, ‘That pretentious witch is just trying to create conflict between us. There’s no reason for me to get upset.1 She forced a smile, thanked him, and began eating.

After some drinks, Vermont received a call and left the room.

Seeing the couple across from her, Felicity lost her appetite. She decided to step out for some fresh air.

As soon as she reached the corridor, Felicity saw a woman hugging Vermont from behind.

She felt betrayed. She was ready to confront them, but a group of people beat her to it. With phones and cameras in hand, they rushed out and began filming the two.

Felicity was pushed to the side, dumbfounded. A man came out, pointing at the woman hugging Vermont, and exclaimed, “Elsa, how could you?! How could you fool around with another man at our engagement banquet?!” Felicity squinted to get a better look, ‘Good Lord. Isn’t that the groom-to-be?

What is going on?’ Elsa Frost clung to Vermont, her eyes red, “I don’t like you, Xander. The engagement was forced on me. Now that you’ve found out, I have nothing to say. Let’s call off the engagement.”

The man sneered, “In your dreams! I will only be widowed, not divorced!”

Felicity was taken aback upon hearing that. The dialogue sounded oddly familiar.

She surveyed the bizarre and melodramatic love triangle, finding it increasingly strange, ‘How can the groom-to-be be so sure that his partner is cheating when I’ve just seen her hug Vermont?’ Reporters swarmed around the area, eagerly pushing their phones into Vermont’s face.

“Mr. Snyder, is it true that you’re the third person in Mr. Raynor and Ms. Frost’s relationship?”

“Mr. Snyder, why were you hugging the bride-to-be at her engagement party?

What was going through your mind?”

“Rumor has it that Ms. Frost is your first love. Did you attend this banquet to win her back?”

“Mr. Snyder, we heard that the watch on your wrist is a token of love from Ms.

Frost. Is it true that, after all these years, you still have lingering feelings for her?”

Felicity could not believe her ears. She was ready to catch them in the act, but with each progressively absurd question, she started to feel like it was a set-up.

That watch was a gift Vermont bought for himself when he earned his first salary.

Felicity remembered him proudly telling her about it, even showing her the receipt to boast.

“I spent one-third of the money in my bank account that day. I regretted it overnight and went to return it.

But they told me since it had been used, I’d have to pay extra for a refund, which is absurd. In the end, I had to keep it.”

‘Since when did that watch become a token of love from his first love?’