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 in her pretty face.

do you mean?" Shyla asked in disbelief. The drama had just started to

was standing among the crowd, was stunned too. Her mouth was wide open. She had never expected her son

both shame and embarrassment. 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

a girlfriend, and her name is Fiona..." Ethon squinted his eyes as if he couldn't believe her pretense. He walked closer to Shyla,

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

Monica, roaring at the top of his lungs, "Mrs. Yu! Is this how you have brought your son up?" He then turned to Ethon. "You know what, Ethon? Shyla never wanted to marry

in the hall. No one moved. Joshua's

his slender fingers. Spotting Ethon on the stage, he figured out what had happened. He smiled deeply to himself and asked Joshua, "Mr. Tang, why are you angry? My wife did something wrong. She didn't discuss it with our son and decided

spoke with indignation, urging Joshua to forgive Ethon.

that Joshua wouldn't act rashly, given the occasion.

each other intensely. Both of them reeked of

Joshua thought of a way to save the day. He suddenly laughed

hint. She was confused. She shook her head and explained obediently, "No, I

swung his arm in the air as if brushing off her words. "Don't bother explaining. There is too much for Shyla

the crowd first, then her eyes landed on Monica. She spoke quietly

here." Together, the father and daughter walked down the stage. This party, which was

to answer people's questions or be the subject of their stares. Even after the drama that had occurred, Ethon and Malcolm

two worked together to embarrass me! This is too much!" Tears streamed