Chapter 2

My sister gasped and collapsed onto his lap.

Evan wrapped his arms around her slender waist, kissing her lips under the dim lights of the outdoor bar. The crowd erupted into cheers and whistles.

Some people opened champagne to celebrate, while others raised their phones to take pictures.

Others laughed and teased, "Evan, you're marrying Mia the day after tomorrow. Is it really appropriate to get intimate with her sister today?"

"Haha, don't tell anyone. Even if Evan takes care of Grace here tonight, Mia won't find out."

"This is the Evan I know! Before, you were so obedient to Mia, always acting so devoted and faithful. Turns out it was all just an act? I really thought you'd changed!"

Evan finally ended the passionate kiss.

He was drunk, exuding a touch of arrogance.

He said, "The one I've always loved is Grace, from the beginning to the end. But who's to blame when Grace, this flirtatious woman, refuses to settle down for me?"

Evan let out a light laugh, then kissed my sister on the cheek.

"Guess I'll have to settle for second best and be with her little sister.

"Mia might not be as wild as Grace in bed, but as far as body and looks go, she's not bad at all, tsk..."

Evan helped my sister stand up and leaned her against the bar to rest.

Someone handed him a coat, and he draped it over her shoulders.

Someone asked, "Evan, are you going home tonight?"

My sister looked up at him, her eyes dazed.

Evan bent down, affectionately pinching her cheek.

"Mia cares about her sister the most. I'm always second. Now that her sister is so upset, I naturally have to comfort her first."

He waved his hand behind him.

"John, send Mia a message saying I'm drunk and won't be coming back tonight. I'll pick her up for rehearsal tomorrow."

As tears blurred my vision, my phone vibrated.

John had sent a message.

John: [Ms. Jones, Mr. Taylor is drunk and won't be coming back tonight. Please rest early. He'll come to pick you up for rehearsal tomorrow.]