Bab 52: You Are Life

Sarah's POV:

I sat back in the chair and glared at Anthony, who winked at me before he continued to drink his beer. "So irritating," I cursed inwardly and took a slice of chicken.

"Can we switch seats?" Lucy whispered, "You wish." I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

Anthony was done with the other bottle, and he took one before he stood up. "You all say Anthony Wistold got himself a beautiful wife, that I am so fortunate to have an idol as my wife," he said in a drunken state. His friends were not yet drunk, but he had already lost his senses.

"Anthony…" I held his hand, but he jogged me before he walked to the center of the room.

"She is too good for me, and I don't deserve her; she knows her worth," he sniffed in. They all looked at me, and I sighed.

What did he think he was doing?