"Oh my ... what a coincidence you're also here, dear sister." Catelyn stood in front of Irene with a wide smile.
Irene clenched her fists and bit her inner lips. She thought her sister wouldn't become a pain in the ass when she didn't come to Irene's wedding.
But now Irene preferred Catelyn to make a scene in her wedding rather than interrupt her honeymoon.
"What are you doing here, Catelyn?" The feeling of nauseousness in Irene's stomach was replaced by annoyance.
Unlike Irene, Catelyn didn't look surprised at all when she saw her sister. "What else? Of course I'm enjoying the cruise with my boyfriend. You know, we've been working too much lately, so we wanted to take a vacation."
Irene's eyes twitched because she had trouble maintaining her anger within her heart. What vacation? She was certain that bitch only wanted to screw up her life.
"Is that Mr. Delacroix?" Catelyn moved her head toward Sebastian, looking him up and down.