Winter's gaze grew increasingly complex. She was completely bewildered. All sorts of thoughts were racing through her mind.
"Elise Chae, what kind of nonsense..."
"Oh, shut up, Ryan Nam!"
Ryan was still coughing madly, choking on his coffee. Elise hastily cut off Ryan's words and looked back at Winter.
"You saw the ring on Hugo's hand, right? Hey, that's mine! He said he'd put it on me at our wedding."
At Elise's absurdly triumphant voice, Winter quickly came to her senses.
"Well, if you two are getting married, I'll congratulate you first."
"Yeah, now that you know, please be careful from now on. Don't get yourself labeled as a homewrecker again by flirting with a man about to be married!"
"Thanks so much for your concern."
As Winter muttered her response, a relaxed smile appeared on Elise's face.
Winter clicked her tongue, as if feeling sorry for Elise, and continued speaking.
"But what kind of man about to get married behaves like that?"
"What...?"
