Chapter 4

The news that I had married Presley didn't spread quickly.

To stabilize their stock price, the Leah family paid to suppress the news.

Right after the wedding ended, Presley and I rushed to get our marriage certificate. After registering, Presley said she had urgent company business and needed to go abroad for a few days.

On the other side, the oblivious Leah accompanied Michael on the island for several days before belatedly realizing something was wrong.

Usually by this time, I should have already pressured her to come back.

But now there was no movement at all.

Leah absent-mindedly scrolled through her phone.

Michael handed her a drink, deliberately provoking: "Leah, Gonzalez isn't angry, is he? It's all my fault. If I hadn't suddenly gotten dizzy, you wouldn't have stayed with me..."

Leah scoffed. "What's he got to be angry about? You're someone who lost your protection. He has everything. What's wrong with being considerate of you?"

At this thought, her brow suddenly relaxed. Gonzalez must be playing hard to get.

A smile curved at the corner of Leah's lips. She felt she'd been spoiling me too much.

I never expected to run into them at my father's business gala.

Leah noticed me immediately, but when she saw me conversing with other female business owners, her face instantly darkened like storm clouds.

Michael saw me too and deliberately wrapped his arm around Leah's waist in front of me, saying loudly:

"Leah, you've worked hard networking tonight. Let's go rest over there."

Leah leaned against him naturally, though her gaze seemed to casually drift toward me.

She was probably waiting for me to approach first. Unfortunately, I disappointed her.

From beginning to end, I didn't spare her even a sideways glance.

She finally couldn't hold back. Striding over to our table, she set her wine glass down heavily and spoke:

"Gonzalez, are you angry because I had someone substitute for me at the wedding?"

I didn't even bother looking at her, standing up to leave.

"The last wedding was because Michael was sick—it was an emergency, so I couldn't attend."

Michael strode over to block my path, his tone full of righteous indignation.

"Gonzalez, don't blame Leah. Blame me for my failing health that delayed your wedding. As a man, don't be so petty!"

Hearing this, Leah looked at me and laughed in anger.

"Gonzalez, I never realized you were this petty. It's just one wedding!"

As she spoke, she matter-of-factly reached out to grab my arm.

My eyes turned cold as I directly shook off her hand. "Miss Leah, please show some self-respect."

"Regarding the wedding, didn't your parents tell you?"

Leah froze. "Tell me what?"

Seeing this, Michael stepped forward and grabbed my shoulder, warning in a low, vicious voice: "Gonzalez, don't be ungrateful. You should be honored that Leah is willing to humor you!"

His grip was extremely strong, making me uncomfortable.

I jerked my hand away and forcefully shoved him back. "Get lost!"

Michael stumbled backward unsteadily, his waist hitting the table edge hard.

Leah's eyes blazed with fury as she rushed to protect Michael, roaring at me: "You maniac! Apologize to Michael right now!"

I laughed coldly and ordered the security guards rushing over. "Security, throw them out!"

Leah's face turned iron-blue with rage:

"Don't think this will get my attention. If you behave yourself, I'll go register our marriage with you in a few days."

She took it for granted that as long as she was willing to turn back, I would immediately rush over, grateful beyond measure.

I smiled. "But I'm already married."