At the wedding, I saw my fiancé's sister. Seeing that sweet smile on her face made me feel nauseous, and I crazily ran out of the wedding hall.
Chapter 1
At the wedding, I met my fiancé's younger sister.
When I saw her face with that sweet smile, I felt a wave of nausea and rushed out of the wedding hall like crazy.
She was the one who, when I was in high school, forced me to lick her phlegm, stuffed snow into my clothes and pressured me to drop out of school.
1.
In the wedding hall, the pure and solemn Wedding March was playing while Kevin George and I were exchanging rings.
Kevin slipped the ring onto my finger and earnestly made a promise, saying, "Anna, I'll love you all my life."
I smiled happily, and thunderous applause broke out all around.
Just at that moment, the doors of the hall opened wide.
My expression froze instantly when I saw the person who came in.
"Kevin, you didn't even wait for me," Luna George teased as she walked in, wearing a pale purple gown that was both elegant and adorable.
Kevin smiled helplessly yet affectionately, then turned to explain to me, "Anna, don't take it to heart. Luna just rushed back from studying in Babil."
But I couldn't hear a word he said. Watching Luna approaching with her charming smile step by step, I suddenly felt my stomach churning uncontrollably as if there were waves crashing inside.
I never forgot how she used that very same innocent-looking smile to make her followers press my head to the ground and spit out the most vicious and malicious words.
"Ava, since you're so fond of what others discard, why don't you lick my spit clean?"
Ava, a name that was notorious in our high school, was almost spat on by everyone.
Although I had changed my name and my appearance had changed a great deal, those dark memories would never disappear.
While I was in a daze, Luna had already walked up close. She tilted her head with a smile and said, "Anna, you're so beautiful."
She didn't recognize me.
Of course. She could be the perfect princess. Why would she ever need to remember someone like me who seemed to live in the gutter?
Kevin gently stroked Luna's head, his expression gentle. There was a hint of tender reproach in his tone as he said, "How impolite of you. Wait until the wedding is over, and then let Anna keep you company."
"Alright," Luna pursed her lips and then tugged at my arm. "Anna, Kevin is really good at spoiling people. You'll surely be very happy in the future."
I jerked back as if I'd been electrocuted, yanked my arm free forcefully, and then rushed towards the exit of the hall like crazy.
Everyone in the hall was shocked. Kevin's father, Dean George, glared at the security guards by the door and shouted angrily, "Stop her!"
Only then did I realize how familiar Dean's voice was.
It was that very voice that had angrily growled at the principal in the principal's office years ago. "Expel Ava from the school immediately! Otherwise, spit out all the benefits your high school has received from me!"
After that, I was branded as a person of loose morals and left the school under the cold stares of others.
The security guards were just about to get up and stop me when Kevin's voice rang out from behind, "Don't stop Anna! Dad, this is a matter between Anna and me."
The guards hesitated for a moment, and by then I had already rushed out of the hall.
As expected, Kevin caught up with me in no time. "Anna, what's the matter?"
There was anger in his voice, yet more of it was filled with fear.
I had been with him for four years, and I knew that he loved me.
However, whenever I thought of the connection between Luna and Kevin, all I could feel was disgust.
Luna was aware of the huge disparity in our family backgrounds.
Her father served as a director of several groups and could mobilize hundreds of thousands of funds at will. In contrast, my parents were just poor people who made a living by selling vegetables.
So she dared to do anything. Just because I was wearing a thin, tight-fitting base layer and sitting beside her ex-boyfriend, she had me dragged to the back hill of the school.
"Didn't expect you to be so afraid of the heat that you'd wear so little even in the classroom. Wouldn't it be cooler to sit in the snow for a while?" After saying that, Luna grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and stuffed it straight into my clothes.
I shivered all over uncontrollably from the cold, while she laughed even more merrily.
Her followers, as if having received orders, pulled my coat open in a flurry and stuffed large lumps of ice and snow inside my clothes.
This kind of abuse went on for God knows how long. When they saw that I was on the verge of passing out from the cold and hardly responsive anymore, they lost their enthusiasm and stopped, then scattered and left.
I didn't recall how I managed to crawl back to the dormitory with my last bit of strength.