The Delayed Wedding: I Refuse It

Summary

The day before the holiday, I gave the household staff the week off.

Agnes was still in the kitchen before she left, packing desserts into a bag while talking to herself with a smile. "Miss Vanessa finally got what she wanted this time. Mr. Moretti even booked that seaside villa in Amalfi."

I was texting Vanessa, asking her to come over later to try on the bridesmaid dress. Without thinking much of it, I asked, "Got what?"

"The wedding," Agnes said naturally. "Isn't Mr. Moretti taking Miss Vanessa to Italy?"

My fingers froze above the screen.