Meeting You Was Fate

Not long after finishing the first one, Malcolm lit another cigarette. Ethon had already left.

The atmosphere in the hall was quiet and peaceful.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for Ethon because Shyla was still standing on the stage, scanning the crowd expectantly.

When Ethon came out of the bathroom, he found people eyeing him, while also giving way to him.

The light was shining brightly on Ethon. He looked all around without any expression on his handsome, chiseled face.

Under the stark gaze of every one present, Ethon slowly made his way to the stage.

Shyla looked at Ethon affectionately, her adoration for him clear on her face. She was both anxious and excited, wondering what would happen next. She thought Ethon would compromise and accept their marriage.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. There have been some misunderstandings about my marriage to Miss Tang. I have never been in a relationship with her, and I don't like her either. She is a great person, but I have been in love with another girl for many years. Hope you can bless us and forget about this announcement..." Ethon stood in the middle of the stage with his eyes looking firmly at the people around. There was no hint of hesitation in his manner.

No one said a word, although there were hushed sounds of people looking at each other in shock and some gasping. What was going on? How many more turns was this party going to take?

Shyla's eyes widened. When she realized what was happening, she felt so embarrassed she lowered her eyes. She fiddled with her own fingers, starting to sweat. How could Ethon be so blunt in front of so many people?

Did he really have to embarrass her? Further, wasn't this an insult to her and her father?

She stood frozen in place. Slowly, she lifted her eyes up at Ethon...one could now see the hatred surfacing

Shyla asked in disbelief. The drama had

too. Her mouth was wide

She was overwhelmed by Ethon's anger and frustration. The wrinkles around her eyes came together as she narrowed her eyes and looked at Shyla on the stage...clearly, the girl

Fiona..." Ethon squinted his eyes as if he couldn't believe her pretense. He walked closer to

was frightening, making her feel a shiver run down her spine. Unable to hold herself together, she started weeping.

behind him. He then looked down at Monica, roaring at the top of his lungs, "Mrs. Yu! Is this how you have brought your son

chilled in the hall. No one moved. Joshua's revealing words

deeply to himself and asked Joshua, "Mr. Tang, why

with indignation, urging

that Joshua wouldn't act rashly, given

men looked at each other intensely. Both of them reeked of power and status.

atmosphere became smothering, Joshua thought of a way to save the day. He suddenly laughed out loud. "So, Mrs. Yu, you were pranking

get the hint. She was confused. She shook her head and explained

faded. He swung his arm in the air as if brushing off her words. "Don't bother

her eyes landed on Monica. She spoke

fool of yourself here." Together, the father and daughter walked down the stage. This party, which was supposed to be

Ethon, and Monica left soon after that, unwilling to answer people's questions or be the subject of their stares. Even after the drama that had occurred, Ethon and Malcolm were in a good mood. They were chatting and laughing

embarrass me! This is too much!" Tears streamed down Monica's