Enna Clark was stunned, she knew they were getting married and she had even received their wedding invitation. Did William Sullivan come to find her just to tell her this?
Following the principle of avoiding unnecessary troubles, she still politely said, "Congratulations."
Her congratulations sounded like a sharp dagger stabbing into William's chest! His eyes revealed a pained expression as he grabbed Enna's wrist, seemingly using all his strength, and looked into her eyes, "Enna, are you really congratulating me?"
"Otherwise?" Enna twisted her wrist, frowning, "Mr. Sullivan, please let go."
William's grip on her wrist tightened, as if he was struggling to contain his emotions, "I'm getting married, and the person I'm marrying isn't you... "
Enna finally understood. If it had been before, she might have felt a little sad. But now, she had truly let go.
What happened in the past is in the past.
She didn't want to keep dwelling on it.
