Chapter 38

—JENNIFER—

“ Thank you so much.” I said my 5389264th ‘Thank you’ while suppressing the urge to bark a ‘Fuck off’ instead in the answer of anyone's ‘congratulations’.

If I had known receptions are this much shitty to tolerate, I would have never gotten married. But again, I didn't have the option in the first place.

I sighed loudly when the old couple who had been talking with us left.

“ Fucking heels!! “ I muttered, shifting my weight from one leg to another continuously.

“ Why did you wear them in the first place?? “ Christian snorted beside me.

“ Because of you, Mister. “ I accused, giving him a stink eye while pointing my index finger at him.

“ Excuse me?? “ He raised both his eyebrows, demanding an explanation while turning to face me.

“ Will you be okay with the news highlighting my comfy cheap sneakers paired with this expansive charming gown?? “ I squinted my eyes at him.

“ If I was you, I wouldn't give two fucks about news over my comfort. “ He answered, stuffing his h