Chapter 4

Over the next few days, Sienna and I were busy picking out wedding rings, trying on dresses, and discussing details with the wedding planner.

We watched the sunrise and sunset together.

We talked about everything under the stars.

The connection between us was so natural. We even discovered we both wanted a rustic wedding in the valleys of Montana.

Without any hesitation, we started planning the venue setup.

Every day, she would sketch ideas on paper, and a perfect wedding scene began to take shape under her pen.

But one afternoon, I received an unexpected phone call.

"Is this Mr. Miller? Your custom tuxedo has arrived at the store. When would you like to come in for a fitting?"

I was confused.

"Tuxedo? What tuxedo?"

Sienna and I were planning on getting custom suits, but we hadn't placed any orders yet.

The person on the line paused before explaining, "Miss Davis ordered it for you a few days ago and left your number."

I glanced at Sienna, covered the microphone, and walked out to the balcony. I got straight to the point.

"I don't know anything about this. Contact Miss Davis directly. Please don't call this number again. Thank you."

After hanging up, I frowned.

What was Chloe playing at?

Since when did I ask her to get me a tuxedo?

Right on cue, Chloe's call came through.

"Ethan! What are you doing? Why haven't you called me in days?"

Her voice quickly turned impatient and bossy.

"I ordered a tuxedo for you. Make sure you pick it up. We're having dinner with my parents this weekend to talk about the wedding date."

"And don't you dare show up with that miserable face of yours!"

I found it almost laughable.

"Miss Davis, I'm already married. I'll inform my parents about it. I don't want the tuxedo, and please stop calling me. I don't want my wife to get the wrong idea."

Chloe went dead silent. A second later, a screeching scream erupted from the phone.

"Ah!!! Are you out of your mind, Ethan?! Where the hell did you get a wife?!"

"I know you're mad about me and Jax, but I was just having some fun with him! Otherwise, how else am I supposed to enjoy my freedom before getting married?"

I could practically picture her face twisting in rage on the other end.

"Can't you just be understanding for once?!"

I let out a cold chuckle and didn't bother to reply.

She had been spoiled since childhood. Her family's pampering—and my unconditional love—had made her think she could do whatever she wanted without consequences.

She never cared about anyone else's feelings.

She thought the entire world revolved around her.

The ultimate spoiled princess.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Get over here right now and apologize, or else—"

Before she could finish, I hung up.

Sienna walked over, teasing me playfully, "Ooh, was that your fiancée?"

I smiled bitterly, pulling her into my arms by her waist.

"Fiancée? No way. That was just Chloe. You know, the whole family-arranged engagement thing."

"But don't worry, I'll explain everything to my parents. I'm bringing you home to meet them this weekend."

Sienna nodded thoughtfully, but a clever smile quickly played on her lips. She said confidently,

"Trust me, your parents will be much happier with me."