“Apologize to Sienna right now!”
I almost laughed. “We’re not even engaged yet. What’s there to talk about?
“Sorry, let another person be your wife instead.”
Zach’s expression changed. He grabbed my hand and asked, “What do you mean? Are you calling off the engagement over something like this? Yulia, don’t you have any commitment?”
I pulled my hand away and opened Joel’s voice message. “Yulia, do you want lilies or roses for your engagement ceremony?”
“Lilies,” I replied. “They’ll match the engagement dress better.”
“What engagement dress?” Zach kept following me and grabbed my arm. “Yulia, have you already ordered the engagement dress behind my back?
“Are you that eager to marry me? How shameless can you be?”
I scoffed. “Please get this right. I’m the one getting engaged, not you!”
“Aren’t your engagement and mine the same thing? Everyone knows you’ve been dreaming of marrying me.”
My expression turned cold. “Zach, hasn’t anyone taught you how to respect others?”
Suddenly, the door slammed open, and a deep voice said, “Mr. Jefferson, please let go of my fiancee.”
