Chapter: 1484

At his words, Gemma felt her resentment intensify. As if he'd ever admit he was wrong.

Pierre reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, exposing her delicate features.

Gemma pouted, yet she didn't withdraw from his touch.

As his hand caressed her cheek, Pierre's voice filled the spacious room. “I've decided not to attend the wedding.”

Gemma responded irritably, “Why not? It's your best friend's wedding. If you miss it, you'll regret it."