Charlie called Elliot, but there was no answer on the phone.
On the other hand, Chelsea picked up when he called her.
However, her tone was nonchalant as she said, "Hey, Charlie. Have the guests arrived?
"Chelsea Tierney! What the h*ll are you playing at?! Do you have any idea what time it is? Did Elliot not pick you up? I call him, but he's not answering! Is he regretting this now?!"
Charlie spent the entire morning greeting and entertaining guests, so he was rather tired at the moment.
When neither Elliot nor Chelsea showed up, he completely lost control of his emotions.
"Elliot didn't call me, so I'm not too sure what's happening right now." Chelsea's tone was soft and demure, which was different from her humble demeanor from before. "I'm still getting my hair done! I wasn’t happy with the hair and makeup you chose, so I asked the stylist to redo everything."
Charlie’s lips twisted into a snarl as he snapped, "Don’t think you're Mrs. Foster now and can act so insolently in front of me, Chelsea!”
"Even if we hold the wedding today, I still wouldn’t be Mrs. Foster," Chelsea reminded Charlie. "It’s not like we're getting a wedding license. How would that make me Mrs. Foster?" "How dare you use this tone with me, then?! " Charlie held his phone and walked out of the banquet hall. "Who gave your permission to change the hair and makeup? I wanted everyone to clearly see how hideous you are!"
"You used to be so nice to me before I was disfigured, Charlie," Chelsea sighed. "I know you still care about me. If I turned back to how I used to look, I'm sure you'll still love me."
"Shut up!" Charlie snapped, then huffed heavily but was unable to say another word.
Chelsea was right.
He could not accept how ugly she had become now, so he had split the current Chelsea and the old Chelsea into two different people in his mind.
"Is my mother next to you, Charlie? I'd like to talk to her about something." Chelsea's tone suddenly turned serious.
"Why are you looking for her? She might not want to speak to you!" Charlie said but headed back into the banquet hall anyway.
"Won't she take the call if you asked her to? You might not be her biological son, but she definitely treats you like that!" Chelsea mocked.
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