Tyson Law was actually captivated by that little witch, completely ignoring the whole ti!
Today was supposed to be our big day!
Cecilia Vaughn must be doing it on purpose, trying to steal my spotlight at a ti like this!
Fiona Vaughn bit down gently, half pouting, half discontented, as she tugged at Tyson Law’s sleeve.
"Tyson, why do you seem so enthralled by sis, you’re almost entranced..."
Tyson Law snapped back to reality and turned his head, seeing the sadness written all over his fiancée’s pretty and delicate face.
Tyson Law felt a hint of guilt flash through his heart.
"Sorry, Fiona, I didn’t an to ignore you just now..."
He didn’t know what happened, as soon as Cecilia Vaughn entered, she captured his attention completely.
Since childhood, growing up together, he considered himself closer to Cecilia Vaughn, even more than to Fiona Vaughn.
He knew Cecilia Vaughn so well, she never liked fancy clothes, and even less enjoyed makeup.
But today, Cecilia Vaughn stepped away from her usual bare face, wearing a rare light makeup, and the wisteria floral dress she wore suited her perfectly — cold, noble, elegant, all her qualities combined made her look like a fairy.
This was a side of Cecilia Vaughn he had never seen before, and he couldn’t help but be amazed!
To the point he forgot today was his engagent party with Fiona Vaughn.
...
However...because today was his engagent party with Fiona Vaughn, Cecilia Vaughn’s attire seed ambiguous.
Tyson Law overheard the murmurs of the good-for-nothing Aristocrats below, who were saying Cecilia Vaughn still had feelings for him, that she dressed up like this to disrupt the wedding!
Clearly, he loved Fiona more, yet with those murmurs, his heart seed to float uncertainly.
It’s said that won dress for those they love, was Cecilia doing it for him today?
The man’s vanity inflated instantly.
Thinking this, Tyson Law couldn’t help but glance at Cecilia Vaughn again, but Cecilia Vaughn didn’t spare him a look, as if he were a re air, making Tyson Law awkwardly shift his gaze elsewhere.
Perhaps she’s preserving her dignity by pretending not to care about him?
Otherwise, why dress so beautifully this ti?
...
Tyson Law’s imagination ran wild, his gaze once more fell upon the beautiful violet figure, and couldn’t help but widen his smile.
Yet Fiona Vaughn never expected her reminder to be ignored, and Tyson was still beaming stupidly at Cecilia Vaughn!
She clenched her palm tightly, a chill rising in her heart.
— It’s that seductress’s fault!
The man she fought so hard to snatch from Cecilia Vaughn definitely can’t be handed back!
She looked up at Tyson Law gently, her misty eyes seeming to speak for themselves, expressing grievance while feigning indifference as she jested.
"Tyson, doesn’t sister’s appearance today make her stand out to you? I’m quite taken aback too..."
"Strangers are saying sister ca to disrupt the wedding, but she’s too kind and sensible to do such a thing. Grandpa says she ca to clear those rumors for us..."
Confronted by his fiancée revealing his thoughts, Tyson Law’s expression froze slightly, his ears turning a shade of red.
True, today is his engagent banquet.
If Cecilia Vaughn did cause a scene, it would embarrass both the Vaughn and Law families.
Awkwardly, Tyson pulled a slight smile, tenderly taking Fiona Vaughn’s arm.
"Fiona, let’s go have a chat with your sister."
"Alright, I’m listening to you Tyson."
Fiona Vaughn looked at him softly, willingly snuggling up to him.
Her gracious and patient deanor only made Tyson Law’s heart ache uncontrollably, feeling guilty for his earlier distraction with Cecilia Vaughn.
Obviously, Fiona was the one who truly cared for him most, how could he bear to hurt her?
He must treat Fiona well.
From now on, witnessed by friends and family, he would be Fiona Vaughn’s rightful partner.
Yet for so reason, as soon as this thought surfaced, the image of that beautiful violet figure flashed in Tyson Law’s mind, leaving him feeling lost.
...
The pair walked over to Cecilia Vaughn.
Fiona Vaughn leaned against Tyson Law, while he attentively held up the hem of her white gown, an affectionate couple through and through.
Seeing Cecilia Vaughn still alone, with not a man daring to approach her, Fiona Vaughn couldn’t help but feel smug.
Hmph, what’s the point of being so beautifully dressed; so proud and assertive, like a cold beauty, rely a block of wood with no femininity!
Fiona Vaughn reached out towards Cecilia Vaughn warmly, her face expressing nothing but joy and frailty.
"Sis, I’m really pleased you ca! This is wonderful!"
As she spoke, she subtly edged closer in Tyson Law’s embrace.
An action seemingly unintended, but indeed a display of triumph, showing that Cecilia Vaughn was rely a loser who couldn’t hold onto a man!
...
Everyone present intently watched the trio, with the n enviously appreciating Tyson Law’s good fortune — having Cecilia Vaughn and Fiona Vaughn as girlfriends, who were both sisters and rivals, Tyson Law surely lived a chard life!
As they speculated, Cecilia Vaughn suddenly took a step back, directly avoiding Fiona Vaughn’s outstretched hand!
Her deanor was cold, her lips curved in a reserved yet frosty arc.
"Fiona Vaughn, seeing you makes anything but happy."
The crowd erupted!
The eldest daughter of the Vaughn Family was utterly rude!
Even though she was Tyson Law’s ex-girlfriend, being upset with the current girlfriend wasn’t a reason for such pettiness! Fiona had kindly extended a hand in peace!
In that instant, tears pooled in Fiona Vaughn’s beautiful eyes, portraying a pitiable look.
"Sis, I’m sorry, it’s my fault for upsetting you..."
Witnessing this, n in the crowd sighed.
While Cecilia Vaughn possessed superior looks and charm, which man doesn’t prefer a gentle woman?
Cecilia Vaughn was acting too aggressively!
If it were them, they’d pick Fiona Vaughn too!
...
Just then, Old Master Vaughn approached, seeing the teary-eyed, grievance-filled Fiona Vaughn, imdiately casting a displeased glance at Cecilia Vaughn.
After three years apart, his eldest granddaughter had beco so sharp and harsh, only knew how to dress up her face, yet didn’t realize inner beauty is paramount!
Even unwilling to shake hands with Fiona!
Old Master Vaughn leaning upon his cane, his voice was sharp as a knife.
"Cecilia! Is this how you behave as a sister? Today is your sister’s big day, what do you intend to cause now?"
Upon hearing this stern, authoritative voice, Cecilia Vaughn was struck with a tremor.
It’s Grandpa!
She had just turned, when she saw a cane brutally swing towards her leg!—
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