When I turned around, I noticed Christopher had been staring at me with a concerned look. However, I was glad he had resisted the urge to ask me to join him for a dance.
Once they finished dancing, Crystal brought Lyle back to my side and said, “Congratulations, Yvonne. I can’t believe you have gotten married for two years. It has been two years since my last encounter with Lyle as well. I hope you won’t mind having him joining me for a dance.”
It was evident it was an attempt to assert dominance over me in disguise of words of blessings. She wanted to remind me she had known him for years while we were only married for two.
I decided to play along with the b*tch and answered, “It’s not a big deal since you’re my beloved cousin.”
“You look so gorgeous today, Yvonne,” Crystal complimented with a sincere smile, behaving as though she meant every word she had said.
“Oh, stop it. I’ll never be as good-looking as you!” Actually, the moment those from the studio dolled me up, I was pleasantly surprised when I looked at myself in the mirror. It turned out I was still above average in terms of look.
“You stop it… Anyway, since our last meeting was ages ago, care to join me for a glass of drink? Consider it a drink of celebration for your marriage.”
I was unable to turn her down as she gulped down her drink the moment she handed me mine. When I was about to finish mine, I felt someone pushing me from behind.
As I staggered and fell, Crystal was caught in the aftermath because she was right in front of me. I ended up spilling the entire glass of wine all over her dress. The moment I turned around, I found out Yvette was behind everything. She smirked at me, gloating over my misfortune and the things awaiting me.
“Crystal!” Scarlett and Wendy rushed over, pushing me away to help Crystal up.
Crystal looked at me with a pair of welled-up eyes, implying I was the one at fault for the mess she was in. I tried to explain it was nothing more than an accident, but Natalie slapped me in the face before I could defend myself.
“Yvonne, don’t you think that’s too much? Is it necessary for you to take things out on her just because she has asked Lyle to join her for a dance?”
I could still feel the tingling sensation coming from my swollen cheek after that slap. Meanwhile, Lyle rushed over to Crystal’s side, helping her up with a concerned look. He couldn’t be bothered by the fact his wife needed him even more than the woman next to him.
Although I was supposed to be immune by then, my heart still ached.
“Yvonne, Lyle and Crystal have always been friends! You can’t stop them from being friends just because he’s your spouse, can you? Of all the times, why do you have to pick on Crystal today?”
The pretentious Yvette rushed over to Crystal’s side and asserted with a pitiable front, “Aunt Natalie, a few weeks ago, Yvonne has miscarried! Please be considerate! I’m sure she’s just upset!”
“Huh? Am I supposed to bear the consequences of her own carelessness?”
Surrounded by a bunch of people, Crystal announced with a frown, “You guys need to stop blaming Yvonne because it’s my fault for being careless. I know she doesn’t mean it.”
Others would misperceive I was a despicable woman since Crystal went to the hassle of defending me. While some brought her upstairs to get changed, I became the laughingstock with my dress drenched in wine.
