Natalia gasped and quickly wrapped her arms around Callum's neck, whispering, "Callum, there are so many people around, please put me down."
"What's there to be afraid of? Let them watch. You're my fiancée, and you said your feet hurt, didn't you? I'll carry you back," Callum declared without a hint of hesitation.
"But, Callum, I..."
Natalia's words were cut short as Callum feigned annoyance. "What? Now you're not even listening to me?"
Seeing Callum's displeasure, Natalia gave up on arguing and allowed herself to be carried towards the castle.
Callum held Natalia and felt like a victorious king. He was light on his feet and elated. This was his girl, his to take care of, and no one could take her away. As for her background, he would tell her in time.
They walked across the lush green lawn towards the castle, eliciting a roar of applause as they passed. However, amongst the applause, there was a resentful, envious gaze. It was Alice, and her eyes were ablaze with jealousy.
Alice watched Callum, the man she had been secretly in love with for years, carrying Natalia. This sight made her clench her fists tightly, as she struggled to restrain herself from tearing Natalia away from him.
“That shameless woman dares to let Cal carry her like that. She deserves to go to hell!” Unable to bear it any longer, Alice strode over to her brother Henry, tugging at his arm. "Henry, look at that woman. She's so shameless. Cal is mine!"
Henry was holding a glass of red wine, and nearly lost his grip when Alice startled him. He slowly turned his gaze towards the couple, and a smirk played at his lips. "Ms. Clarkson is Callum's fiancée, Alice. Stop making a scene."
"I don't care. I hate Ms. Clarkson. Cal can't be with her!" With that, Alice shot Natalia another spiteful glance before storming off towards the parking lot.
Henry followed Alice’s gaze and knew about her hot-headed and impulsive antics. For years, Alice had been smitten with Callum, but he had always seen her as a sister. Callum had even given the family heirloom, a pendant, to an unknown girl and was claiming her as his future wife. That girl was Natalia.
Alice knew that Callum never reciprocated her feelings, and so she had no right to be angry. However, seeing him holding Natalia like that, made her eyes turn vicious.
Seeing Alice leave, Henry lost interest and followed her, trying to reason with her as they walked. "Hey, slow down. Don't be so reckless!"
"Shut up!" Alice flung a punch at Henry. Her fiery temper was flaring up. "Henry, Cal is mine and mine alone. No one else can have him!"
She felt annoyed, resenting the way he always tried to control her. She didn't care about any family honor; all she wanted was Cal.
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