Hearing the words "sister-in-law" come from his lips felt like a knife stabbing into my heart.
He wanted me—his wife—to toast Lilian in front of all his friends?
Did he even see me as his wife?
Or was I nothing more than a passing amusement to him?
I froze.
A chill spread through my body as if I had fallen into an icy abyss.
Alexander adjusted his tie, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"What's wrong? Don't want to? Or do you refuse to acknowledge your sister-in-law?"
His indifferent tone made my throat tighten with bitterness.
Alexander…
You really know how to hurt someone.
You always know exactly where to drive the knife.
"Alicia, it's just a toast to your sister-in-law. What's the big deal?"
"Miss Summer is so understanding. What's wrong with offering her a toast?"
I forced my expression to remain calm.
Stepping forward, I picked up the glass.
Raising it toward Lilian, I drank the wine in a single gulp.
Then I placed the empty glass down silently.
