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Chapter 8:
“Don’t forget who you are. You are my fiancée; are you already looking to betray me?” Jaxton said.
“Isn’t it funny you’d say that, Jaxton? You’re the one who doesn’t know how to stay loyal,” Amelia retorted, her laugh edged with sarcasm.
Turning her gaze to Dayna’s daring dress, she let her eyes linger on her chest with clear contempt. She said to Dayna, “You keep pushing up what you don’t have, and still, there’s almost nothing to show p>
“You…” A deep flush crept over Dayna’s face, anger and jealousy swirling in her eyes. Though both she and Amelia stood tall and slim, only Amelia’s figure held the curves she so desperately wished she had.
“The clock’s ticking. That business banquet kicks off at seven-thirty. Are you sure you want to keep wasting time here arguing?” With that, Amelia shut her eyes, clearly wanting to end the conversation.
None of this really mattered. She planned to end her engagement to Jaxton soon. Then she wouldn’t have to see Jaxton’s and Dayna’s annoying faces again. Still, for her grandmother to get the treatment she needed, Amelia knew she had to steer clear of pointless arguments.
𝖸o𝗎𝘳 𝘯ехt 𝘧аv𝗼𝗿i𝘵𝘦 𝗿𝖾a𝗱 i𝗌 𝗈𝗇
Even though she preferred peace, some people just liked to stir up trouble for her.
Dayna spoke up as Amelia’s indifference rattled her. “I swear, Amelia, I didn’t steal your seat on purpose. Jaxton asked me to sit up front. He said it’s more comfortable p>
“It’s no big deal. If Jaxton’s fine with it, you’re even welcome to take my position as his future wife,” Amelia said.
“Don’t think for a second my mother’s approval keeps you safe from me calling off our engagement,” Jaxton said angrily.
“Is that so? Then why not call it off right now?” Amelia snapped her eyes open and locked her gaze on him. A spark of defiance danced in her eyes. The fire in her eyes only made Jaxton’s anger rise.
He believed that Amelia’s boldness came from having his mother’s support. Yet his mother’s influence left him powerless to act and call off the engagement.
“Don’t forget that you still need Marc’s help for your grandmother’s treatment. Without me, Marc won’t treat her,” Jaxton said.
The weight of those words pressed down on Amelia, and she fell silent. Satisfaction flickered in Jaxton’s eyes when he saw that, a smirk settling across his face.
By this time, the car had arrived at the venue. Once the doors swung open, Dayna was quick to fix her makeup. She then got out, holding Jaxton’s arm. Yet every curious gaze in the lobby aimed past her, landing on Amelia.
Stunned whispers rippled through the lobby as Amelia swept inside with effortless poise. The unexpected attention toward her left Jaxton feeling slightly uncomfortable, though some part of him swelled with pride.
When Amelia veered off toward a quieter path, Jaxton reached out to grab her wrist, halting her. “Where do you think you’re going p>
Dayna tightened her grip on Jaxton’s arm as he held onto Amelia.
“You only need to take care of Dayna. Leave me alone,” Amelia said, annoyed.
Without another word, she brushed his hand away and walked toward a quieter area. An instinct to follow tugged at Jaxton, but Dayna’s grip on him tightened.
“Come on, Jaxton. We should join the people over there p>