I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

Yvaine stiffened, but it was too late, he was already striding over.

Cassian stopped right in front of her and gave a shallow nod. No words. Just the bare minimum to make it look civil.

‘What the hell are you doing here?’ I snapped. ‘You’re blocking our way.’

His smile twitched, then vanished completely. ‘Yvaine—’

‘And I are just leaving. Come on, Yvaine.’

We cut through the crowd towards a side corridor.

At the end of it, there was a narrow balcony tucked behind a set of white lattice doors.

The music sounded distant from here.

I asked, low, ‘Still stuck on him?’

Yvaine let out a thin breath. ‘It’s only been a few weeks. If I could drop him that fast, I’d be exactly like him.’

She used to tell me she was over him.

At least now she was being honest.