"But no matter what, I still hope you all can be happy."
As soon as she finished speaking, a bout of murmuring arose from the crowd.
In the past, no one knew her marriage was broken up by her best friend.
Faye’s smile reached her eyes.
Hunter smiled slightly, realizing that this woman held such intentions.
Indeed, after a few days of absence, she had truly turned into a fierce little wildcat.
"It doesn’t matter." Hunter’s gaze was sharp as he looked at her.
She didn’t care at all, smiling as she lowered her head to open her handbag and took out a ring to hand it to him.
"Zenia said, we are already divorced, so I shouldn’t continue holding onto the wedding ring you gave me."
She lowered her head, her hand gently rubbing the ring with some reluctance before finally offering it: "Here you go."
Hunter’s perpetually proud expression changed upon seeing this ring.
Faye curled her lips into a smile and forcibly stuffed the ring into his jacket pocket.
Beside them, Zenia bit her lip as tears streamed down her face.
"Faye... I never asked for this ring.
Why are you accusing me?"
Faye pressed her lips together, her eyes glistening with tears of restraint and grievance.
"Yes, you didn’t ask. I must have remembered wrong.
I’m sorry, maybe... my mind’s just not clear."
She quickly raised her hand to wipe away the tears that hadn’t yet fallen from her eyes.
"Anyway, you can rest assured now.
In the future, there’s no need to call me anymore.
Because... I’ll be going abroad soon."
Hunter’s gaze fixed on her face, abroad?
He said displeased, "Come out with me for a moment."
"Does Second Master Warren have something else to say?
Say it here, Zenia’s also here. Don’t let her misunderstand that I’m trying to steal her boyfriend.
From a young age, my parents taught me never to take someone else’s man."
Hunter’s face showed restrained fury at its peak.
He grabbed her wrist and started walking out.
Zenia turned and grabbed Hunter’s wrist: "Hunter."
"Wait." Hunter’s tone was somewhat cold.
With a lift of his hand, he shook Zenia off and left the banquet hall with Faye.
For a moment, everyone’s eyes were on Zenia.
Now Zenia was branded with a glaring mark.
The mistress who stole her best friend’s husband.
She turned in shame and anger and ran to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, she clenched her fist tightly, shocked that Hunter set her aside for Faye.
This Faye, what exactly was she trying to do.
Why, when Hunter clearly doesn’t love her, can’t she just generously bless them?
Seeing Faye being taken away, Oliver put down his wine glass and headed out.
Xavier grabbed her wrist: "In my opinion, you shouldn’t get involved in this right now."
Oliver raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
Xavier gave a mischievous smile, "You said my judgment was bad before.
Now I’m returning the same sentiment.
Didn’t you see how combative that woman is right now?
If you go, you’ll only make things worse."
Oliver raised an eyebrow, thinking there was some truth to this.
Hunter pulled Faye into an empty lounge.
As soon as they were inside, he locked the door.
Faye glanced at the closed door and laughed, "Second Master Warren, isn’t this a bit inappropriate?
Others might think we’re up to something."
"Shut up, Second Master Warren? Is that what you call me?"
"Then what do you want me to call you? Please advise.
Hunter Warren? Mr. Warren? Former husband? The one I love?
Oh, I forgot, you’re no longer worthy of being the one I love."