Chapitre 85: The Elusive Billionaire's Wrong bride 12

Ares

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I tighten my grip on my phone, my anger simmering just below the surface. "You know how Grandma feels about our weekly dinners. What do you mean, you can't make it?" I ask Hannah.

"I'm sorry, Ares. I'm stuck in a meeting." She sounds apologetic, but it just doesn't ring true to me.

"You're stuck in a meeting every single week, Han. I'm tired of making excuses for you." It's obvious that my grandmother hasn't been happy with Hannah recently. She made that abundantly clear during our breakfast date this week, and I'm done defending Hannah.

She has shown no real interest in our wedding, and she's constantly declining invitations to spend time with Grandma. Family is important to me, and it's the one thing I need us to be on the same page about. But we aren't. Nothing is more important to Hannah than her career, and I'm worried that won't change once we get married.