Chapter 185 Have I Told You?

• As Paul and I indulged in our nutritious breakfast, we fell into a discussion about the wedding. The discontent etched across his face revealed his displeasure at the significant alterations made to the guest list by both our mothers, now boasting confirmed attendees.
• His countenance darkened imperceptibly, his eyes locking onto mine with a subtle intensity. My gaze lingered on the plate before me, the fork absentmindedly navigating the food.
• “Your mother invited a lot of high-profile people, not sure if that is your father's idea,” I remarked, breaking the uneasy silence that had settled between us. Paul maintained his silence.