Before she could even speak, Ariana Evans had already grabbed her hand and spoke with deep sincerity.
"Titus, marriage is not child's play, I hope this time you don't act impulsively like you did four years ago."
"Mom," Titus called gently, four years ago, on a whim, she had sat in the bridal car.
Her mother cried in front of her, saying it was supposed to be a joyful occasion, but it ended up becoming a spectacle for relatives and friends to watch...
Titus had never seen her mother cry before; her mother's tears threw her into confusion, and in her desperation, she gathered her gown and sat in the wedding car that was meant for her sister Olivia Zane, instructing the driver inside.
"Drive, otherwise we'll miss the auspicious time."
Her mother said, missing the auspicious time would be unlucky.
She had already mistakenly pushed her sister down the stairs; she couldn't ruin her wedding as well.
