The guests below the stage started discussing in hushed tones.

There were quite a lot of people commenting, so those on stage could hear them clearly.

With Emily in the lead, the group of girls got even more annoyed as their jealousy reached a breaking point.

Tom felt uncomfortable, as well. Regret? How could he not be? That sentence had blatantly exposed his innermost thought.

However, Xyla was apathetic the whole time, like she was never involved in any of this.

She had gotten used to getting praise from the public.

After the group photo, everyone started getting off the stage.

Xyla carefully lifted her dress and lowered her head to follow everyone down the stage.

Emily immediately lifted her dress, planning to chase after her.

Upon seeing this, Tom immediately grabbed her wrist, pulled her into the changing room, and slammed the door shut.

He simply pressed her against the door.

"What are you doing?" Emily looked irritated.

"There are many eyes watching today. Don't embarrass me! Otherwise, I won't let you off! Hurry up and change into your gown! Go outside and give toasts!" Tom answered chillingly, no longer displaying elegance as he did before.

There was no warmth in his eyes.

After that, Tom simply left without looking back.

His cold attitude was like a sharp knife stabbing Emily deeply.

To her disappointment, tears began to fall.

Just then, the sounds of footsteps could be heard.

Emily quickly steadied her emotions and sat down at the dressing table.

Soon, Fanny appeared with the styling team and started modifying her hair and makeup.

Tom strode back into the hall.

He was just about to make his way to Xyla when a group of people surrounded him, wanting to have a drink with him.

Even with several people surrounding him, his gaze remained fixed onto Xyla.

However, Xyla never spared him a glance at all. She kept her head down as she concentrated on playing with her phone. Tom Sullivan was no longer the apple of her eye, nor was he the center of her attention.

Tony and Bailey were politely chatting with May, showing concern about her life inside the detention center. Jeremy had been quiet the whole time, looking indifferent.

Ten minutes later, Emily came out in a long red puffy silk dress.

Her hairstyle had been changed into large feminine curls that were swept to her left shoulder. Her thick makeup looked glamorous.

Fanny followed behind her carefully as she carried Emily's skirt.

Seeing Tom chatting in the middle of a group of people, she immediately squirmed through to reach him and latched onto his arm.

"Honey, let's go and give a toast at our parents' table."

Tom nodded indifferently. After greeting the people around him, he led Emily to the table where both their parents sat.

Emily led Tom over to stand directly next to Xyla.

She purposefully held on tight to Tom's arm and looked at the group. "Let's all drink a toast, wishing that all of us here will always be healthy and successful. And also to wish that my love with my husband will last forever."

At the words 'my husband', Emily deliberately upped her volume by a notch, looking directly at Xyla.

She wanted to see Xyla envious.

Xyla naturally knew her dirty thoughts but kept on a faint smile without looking at Emily.

Tom had been staring hard at Xyla the whole time, like a leopard studying his prey.

"Cough cough..." Tony was the first to notice Tom's gaze, so he coughed gently to remind him. Only then did Tom reluctantly withdraw his gaze.

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