"Not tomorrow," replied Kevin in a firm tone.
"What about the day after tomorrow?" Cecelia added.
"I'm not available for dinner with you, I have other work to do. Can you get out of the way?" Kevin frowned impatiently.
"I know you came back for the wedding of the woman you love. Would you rather go to the wedding of a woman who doesn't like you than have dinner with your family? Dad misses you so much!"
Kevin's face changed when she mentioned Savannah's wedding. He looked at his sister, who had been pampered by everyone since childhood and was not afraid of anything.
"That's your family, not mine. As to whose wedding I will attend, it's my private business, not yours. I repeat, out of the way!" He snapped.
Perhaps because the chill in the man's eyes that didn't match his reserved temperament scared Cecelia, she slowly moved away.
Kevin got in the car and stepped on the gas, speeding away.
