Conan looked like he was about to implode. He pushed his tongue against his cheek and scoffed loudly at Joseph’s words.
“Sister–in–law?” he yelled. “Sabrina is my fiancée! She’s not my sister–in–law! You’re talking nonsense!”
Dylan hadn’t wanted to stoop to his level, but when he heard what Conan said, his eyes immediately turned cold and dark.
“Conan, Sabrina and I are in love. We are already married to each other. This is a fact. How dare you make such a huge fuss in front of everyone else! You’re being impossible!
“I don’t care if you accept it or not, but from now on, when you see Sabrina, you’ll treat her with the respect she deserves as your sister–in–law!”
I couldn’t tell whether Conan was about to laugh or cry. However, he exuded an immensely cold and icy aura as he glared at us.
Dylan was worried about my safety and kept shielding me behind him. But I patted him on the shoulder and stepped out from behind him.
“Conan, you’re my brother–in–law now. I don’t know why you’re kicking up such a major fuss today, but we’re still in a public setting. It’s high time you put a stop to your act now.”
Conan’s eyes were bloodshot. His voice was low and hoarse as he spoke.
“Sabrina, must we end up like this? Don’t you remember all the wonderful memories we had together? How could you forget all about it as soon as you met Dylan? And how could you even marry him without whispering a single word to me?“!
Whatever Conan said no longer had any effect on me. I simply raised my chin and smiled at him, saying, “What’s in the past can stay in the past. I don’t think it’s appropriate for you to bring any of that up at my wedding celebration.”
Conan clenched his fists tighter as I spoke. Before I even realized what was going on, he had already stepped forward to grab me by my hand.
Joseph couldn’t bear watching Conan’s tantrum anymore and shouted, “You’ve got the guts!”
Meanwhile, Dylan kept a death grip on Conan’s arm as he dragged the latter away. He then told Conan, “I’m done preserving your dignity. You’ve crossed the line this time. You’d better not cross it again.”
Before Conan could react, Dylan threw a punch at him, sending him tumbling onto the ground at once.
Blood started dripping from the corner of Conan’s mouth.
As if finally realizing that the surrounding noise was getting louder and louder, Finley suddenly started
