"This is my wedding. I don't want you to ruin it with your presence and alter its true essence."
He spoke mercilessly, not showing even a trace of courtesy to Deano Zell, despite the presence of so many people.
Helena Zell's eyes subtly turned red, she struggled to maintain the smile on her face, but it looked particularly unpleasant.
With reddened eyes, she said, "Alright... alright, I understand... I get it..."
She picked up a cup of wine: "Deano Zell, this cup of wine, let it be the severance of our Twenty years of sibling relationship, do you dare to drink it?"
Her eyes stared straight at Deano Zell, and in that moment, her eyes carried a bit of her old stubbornness.
Helena Zell wasn't sure if she hoped or didn't hope for Deano Zell to drink this cup of wine.
If he drank it, it would truly make her lose all hope in him.
If he didn't drink it, wouldn't it prove that he still had her in his heart, that he still, in fact, was reluctant to part with her?
