Sensing an awkwardness in the atmosphere, I was just about to persuade Remington, when we were interrupted by Crystal's dreary voice.
“Spencer, please do not be upset with Remington over me. It was my fault. I was worried about Yvonne and so I said something offensive. I'm sorry, Remington.
Harumph! Julian snorted and left in a huff, perhaps offended by Remington.
I was fortunate enough to be treated as a distinguished guest because of Christopher and was seated at the main table with Remington. Unfortunately, Crystal was also at the main table which irritated me.
There was a live exhibition as one of the artists sketched the scene of the mingling guests with just a few strokes of the pencil. I quietly stole a glance at Remington and then glared at him rather angrily. With a tone of displeasure, I said, “You can see quite normally, so why you pretended to be blind?”
“Not long ago, I had an eye infection. The doctor told me to avoid sunlight by wearing sunglasses. I did not deceive you on purpose.” Remington smiled at me apologetically.