Chapter 237
Chapter 237:
Ignoring Bella, Rory went back to the table he had earlier shared with Annabel and held a glass of red wine tightly.
He looked at the glass until he saw his handsome reflection in it.
Bella’s face turned blue, then pale. She clenched her fists.
It was all because of Annabel!
Rory loved Annabel too!
What was so good about Annabel that so many men wanted her?
Resentment and malice flashed through Bella’s eyes.
She couldn’t wait to see both Rupert and Rory disappointed in Annabel later tonight.
Bella impatiently scanned the hall for Annie.
When she saw Annie standing before the buffet, Bella strode over and pretended to serve herself some food too.
“Have you seen Annabel?” Annie hadn’t seen the target anywhere around. Knowing that Bella was a friend of Heather’s, she couldn’t help asking her about it.
“Annabel?” Bella pointed at the door. “I just saw her go out p>
“She went out?” Annie frowned deeply, wondering if Annabel would return soon. She was a little anxious. What if Annabel didn’t come back? Wouldn’t her chance be wasted?
It had taken her great effort to convince Brett to bring her to the party. She had prepared everything ahead of time. She just couldn’t let all her efforts go down the drain.
“Do you have something important to tell Annabel? She just left, so you should be able to catch up with her if you leave now,” Bella suggested.
“Okay, thank you.” Hearing this, Annie ditched her plate of food and headed for the door.
It was quiet and cool outside.
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Standing on the balcony of the second floor, Annabel leaned against the railing and looked at the stars in the dark night sky. Her mind was somewhere else.
“Snap out of it, Annabel! It’s none of your business that Rupert and Heather are dancing. Why are you affected by that?” Annabel scolded herself as she patted her cheeks.
A cold wind suddenly blew, making her shiver. She turned and was about to walk back to the banquet hall when she heard a female voice.
“There you are p>
A blue-eyed blonde appeared; it was Annie.
Thinking of the unpleasant encounters she had had with Annie in the past, Annabel put up her guard.
“Were you looking for me?” she asked with a frown.
“Yes.” Annie walked over, carrying a tray with two glasses of red wine. “I came to apologize to you,” she said, holding out one of the glasses to Annabel.
“You came to apologize?” Annabel knit her eyebrows in suspicion. Annie, of all people, came to apologize? Impossible. There must be something fishy going on.
Annie nodded and said sincerely, “I know we didn’t get along, but I want to make peace. Everything that happened is my fault. Brett has opened my eyes to this. Please forgive me for everything. If you accept my apology, let’s toast to forgiveness and new beginnings, okay p>