Pierre said nothing, leaving the balcony straight away.
After he had left, Selena let out a long sigh. I just want to enjoy the scenery at night. What do those two men want from me? Just when she was going to return to her room, a woman stood before her; it was the bride-to-be, Meredith. Selena was startled upon seeing her.
While she stood before her, Meredith had a calm and gentle expression on her face. “I saw everything.”
All at once, Selena was stunned. Don’t tell me she saw me and Pierre…
“I knew it was the two of you in the washroom, so I led Mrs. Fowler away. Also, I’ve seen you both hugging here.” Meredith’s voice was so nonchalant that it didn’t seem to be a chastisement.
Selena didn’t know what to say, feeling as though she was a mistress who’d been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.
“Selena, my beloved sister.”
From what I remember, this is the first time Meredith is calling me like this. Ever since young, Megan and Meredith have never addressed me as their sister. They only called me their ‘sister’ when complaining before Roland Yard!
“Just consider this a plea from me, okay? You’re well aware that Pierre and I already have Jojo and Jamie. The wedding is only so hasty because Mr. and Mrs. Fowler felt that children should be with their parents back when Jamie fell sick. You’re a mother as well, so you should understand, no?”
Selena lowered her eyes. Of course, I understand.
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