Meanwhile, a gasp echoed from the doorway. Selena spun around and spotted two men in sharp evening suits. One was Jaime, looking utterly flabbergasted, and the other seemed strangely familiar despite being a stranger. Since marrying Everett, she had grown used to his cold shoulder, and his friends were no different, dismissive and condescending. But she had long stopped caring about their opinions.
Ignoring the duo, she headed upstairs. Jaime rubbed his eyes, trying to process what he saw.
The unfamiliar man chimed in, "Is she really Everett's wife?"
Jaime nodded, then shook his head, baffled.
The man laughed. "So, is she or isn’t she?"
Jaime was at a loss, "Honestly, I'm not sure anymore..."
Selena went into Everett’s room to change and freshen up before stepping out again. She bumped into the same strangely familiar man, who seemed to be searching for something. When he saw her, he approached and gently asked, "Mrs. Bennett, could you point me to the restroom?"
Despite her feelings for Everett’s friends, Selena kept her manners intact. She was about to give directions when she got a good look at his face.
"Wait, you're the Good Samaritan?"
He laughed softly. "You remember me?"
No wonder he seemed familiar; he was the kind-hearted guy who had given up his ticket for her at the airport without charging a penny extra.
"What a small world," Selena smiled. "I was in such a rush last time. I didn't get to introduce myself properly. I’m Selena."
He replied, "Callum."
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