Zach drives his car at an average speed to the hotel where his client's wedding is being held. Sometimes he turned to look at Adriana, who had been silent for a long time with a sour face and was reluctant to even look at him.
"Adriana."
"Yes."
"Why have you been silent since earlier something bothering you?" Zach asked.
"Honestly, I feel sorry for Dave. He's been good to me all this time but I hurt him instead ... I hurt him so much," answered Adriana angrily. She was in the car with Zach but her mind was on Dave who had looked so disappointed.
Zach sighed, focusing on driving. "If you feel sorry, then why to refuse?" he asked, sounding lazy.
"That's impossible because I don't love him, I don't want a feud between him and Mark, a feud between my family and his mother who always looks down on me ... It's very risky if I accept it. It's the same as repeating my life's suffering," answered Adriana sadly.
