Chapter 131

You have got to be kidding me.

"Oh geez," I heard Imogen say, making me look at her.

She shook her head at me.

I moved my gaze to Adrian as my heart clenched and raced at the same time. He walked towards Nadia's parents with Candela still holding him like the clingy wife that she is, without even noticing my presence.

I scoffed internally as I sensed Imogen leaning closer to me, making me look at her.

"I swear to you, I didn't know he was coming. I didn't even know the Whites knew him." She whispered to me and I moved my gaze back to Adrian.

He is exchanging pleasantries with Nadia's Dad, barely smiling but cheerful.

God, why is he here?

I decided to come out and boom, he is in my face again.

And with his precious wife.

My heart clenched as all he said to me repeated in my head. I averted my eyes from him, picking up more grapes with my angry hands.

I shouldn't have listened to Imogen and come out here.

Looking at him now, it screamed how stupid I was. I have been letting my fantasies drive me all this while and I never used my head.

He is showing me all that right now.

God, why do these grapes annoy the shit out of me?!

"Nadia, who is he to your family?" I heard Imogen asking Nadia.

"My dad's friend or something, why?" Nadia asked, making me move my gaze back to Adrian and Imogen formed a lie to tell Nadia.

He is seated now and close to Nadia's dad, who is having a chat with him.

And, of course, his queen, Candela, is seated next to him and smiling brightly like she is any good.

I scoffed, shaking my head as I faced the grapes.

Fucking Grapes!

"Evie, calm down," Imogen whispered to me.

I looked at her.

She raised her brows at me.

I kept staring at her.

"We can leave if you want to," she said.

I averted my eyes from her and looked at Adrian. He is still talking with Nadia's dad and, yes, he hasn't noticed my presence.

Now, how would he?

Who has a need for an old toy, huh?

My heart clenched instantly at my thoughts, making me drop my gaze on the grapes.

Candela laughed, adding to my anger.

"You are really beautiful, Candela. You look different from your pictures. Pictures didn't do you any justice", Nadia's mum said, making me squeeze the grapes in my hand.

Candela chuckled proudly as I let the messed-up grapes fall from my hand.

"Why thank you, Mrs White," Candela said.

Her voice has never sounded this annoying.

"It's Kimberly. Or Kim." Nadia's mother said.

"Kim is nice. Thank you for the compliment. You know, looking this good is really exhausting," Candela said.

Wow.

"I know," Nadia's mother said.

"Of course you do. You are a fashion designer," Candela said, chuckling, and so did Nadia's mum as I picked up more grapes.

"It is really exhausting, trust me," Nadia's mother said.

"I know, right? But hey, it is worth it. Because even after two decades, my husband here still can't resist me," Candela said, making me look her way.

She is wrapping her hand around Adrian's arm and smiling proudly, making anger fill me.

"Right, honey?" She asked him with a smile.

And as the good and loving husband that he is, he is just still and sipping his wine.

Loving it, I am sure.

Aren't they cute?

"Aw, that's good to hear," Nadia's mother said as I withdrew my eyes from them.

"Very. Trust me, our relationship is so healthy, and it is the envy of everyone," Candela said.

And I couldn't hold it.

I burst into laughter while staring at the grapes.

I sensed all the attention on me, but I let myself continue laughing.

"Evie," Imogen called, nudging me.

"Oh my God, so hilarious," I said, chuckling.

"You have got to me kidding me right now. What on earth is that thing doing here?" I heard Candela ask as I reduced my laughter without looking away from the grapes.

"You know her?" Nadia's mother asked.

Candela scoffed. "Of course I do. She was like a tiny stubborn pox to my son who refused to go."

I looked at her.

She is looking at me with disgust as I felt everyone's attention on me.

As always, my eyes moved to Adrian. His eyes are on me.

My heart's pace increased, making me look away from him.

"Seriously, why is she here?" Candela asked, still sounding disgusted.

"She is um....." Nadia's mother trailed off.

"She is my daughter's friend. I apologize for her incompetence," Imogen's mother said, making me flicker my eyes at her.

Candela scoffed. "Of course. A mere attachment. That thing doesn't belong here, and you let her around your space?"

God, this bitch.

"We had no idea you all knew each other, Candela. It is merely a coincidence. Let's just leave it," Nadia's mother said.

"There is no way I am staying in the same space as that thing, okay? It is either she leaves or we do," Candela said, making me look her way.

I felt eyes on me, but they all didn't matter to me. My eyes rested on Adrian.

He is nonchalant as always, sipping his wine.

My heart tightened.

"I am really sorry about her rudeness. Can we just forget about this and enjoy this dinner?" Imogen's mother asked.

"No way. She has to leave," Candela insisted, making move my gaze to the grapes.

"Let's get out of here, Evie," Imogen whispered to me.

"Why are you saying anything, Honey?" Candela asked, making me look at her. She is looking at Adrian.

Adrian didn't say a word to her.

"Candela, listen....."

"No, Kim. She has to go." Candela retorted, cutting Nadia's mother off.

I scoffed internally, averting my eyes from her.

"She is not in our class. Wait, why are you even defending her though?" Candela asked.

"No one is defending her, okay? It is just, she is also a guest here. It won't be fair to kick her out," Nadia's mother said.

"Guest huh? I see what's going on here. She has filled your ears with how pathetic her life is. How her worthless parents abandoned her and shit."

I clenched my angrily.

"So you could pity her and keep her around. That's what she did to my son and my family. She is a fucking parasite."

There I lost it.

I quickly gathered a fist full of grapes, got on my feet and threw the grapes hard on her face.

"Ah!" She screamed, jerking up a bit.

"Evie!" Imogen called, on her feet too and trying to hold me, but I didn't mind the chaos of the table as I picked up more grapes and threw them at Candela again.

She screamed dramatically, getting on her feet slowly as chaos filled the table.

"Evelyn!" I heard Imogen's mother yell, but I am least bothered about that right now.

"How dare you?!" Candela yelled.

"That will be the last time you will disrespect my late parents, old hag!" I yelled as Imogen held me.

"Take her out of here, Imogen!" Imogen's mother yelled.

"You animal!" Candela yelled, raging hot fire.

I reached for more grapes.

"Evie, no," Imogen tried to stop me, but I managed to pick up some grapes and throw them at her.

This time, some grapes fell on Adrian, making him look at his arm where the grapes touched.

He moved his gaze towards me.

I glared at him.

I am not sorry about that!

"Take her away, Imogen!" Imogen's mother yelled.

Imogen began moving me off of the table, but I kept staring at them.

"Ugh! You will pay for this, tiny lizard!" Candela groaned angrily as she glared at me.

"Go to hell, bitch. You and your fucking husband! Both of you go to hell!" I yelled shamelessly as Imogen took me away.

"Fucking trophy bitch," I said, walking ahead.

"Evie, what has gotten into you?" Imogen asked as I continued walking ahead.

"Why would you do that?" she asked.

I turned to her. "That bitch disrespected my parents."

Imogen heaved a sigh, staring at me.

"It is not the first time she has done that. I am not going to let her keep disrespecting them. She doesn't know them. She has no right to say what she said back there!" I yelled.

"Are you like this only because she disrespected your parents or also because of the Don?" She asked, making me furrow my brows at her.

"Because he is here with her and all over him?" she asked.

"What the fuck are you saying, Imogen?" I asked.

"I am asking because you over did it out there."

I scoffed. "What do you mean I over did it? Didn't you hear what she said about me and my parents?"

"I did but..."

"She deserved what I did to her. I would beat her up if I had the chance. I don't care about the fucking age gap, okay? And about what you said, you are wrong. I am done with this craziness about the Don. He should go to hell!" I yelled, walking away as my heart bled.

"Evie...."

"Imogen!" Imogen's mother called, making me stop in my track and i turned to them.

"Now you see why I still don't like your friendship with this girl?" Imogen's mother said, gesturing at me.

"Mum, please...."

"Mum, nothing, Imogen. She just humiliated me back there. She is a spoiled brat without manners and I don't want you around her anymore, do you hear me?!" Imogen's mother said, making me lower my gaze.

"Mum, stop it, okay. You can't do that. I am no longer a kid. I choose my own friends. You have no say in that," Imogen said, making her mother scoff in disbelief.

"Are you talking to me like that now?"

"Mum, please...."

"Imogen," I chipped in, making her look at me.

I shook my head at her.

"It's okay," I said, moving my gaze to her mum. "Mrs Robinson, I apologize for humiliating you. I didn't mean to do that. Thanks for dinner," I said, walking away.

"Evie, wait," Imogen called but...

"Get back in there, Imogen!" I heard Imogen's mother yell as I took steps out of the place.

Tears rolled out of my eyes as I walked. I got to the highway filled with cars moving to and fro.

I waved my hand for a taxi, but cars drove past.

More tears flowed, making me wipe my face.

I waved my hand again and a taxi stopped in front of me.

I moved towards the backseat, opened it and entered. I closed the door and relaxed on the seat.

"Where to, ma'am?" the driver asked, making me look at him.

I thought of where to go.

I thought of my place and Lulu waiting for me.

No.

I don't want to go home.

At least not now. And it is past nine pm.

"Ma'am?" the driver called. He is looking at me through the front view mirror.

"Take me to a club," I said.