The reception was fun. Everyone was congratulating us and my facial muscles were so tired from too much smiling. Ambrose was just nodding at everyone.
I didn’t expect the reception to be like this. The garden in Ambrose’s mansion looked so different from the garden I fixed. There were white curtains everywhere. There were also sunflowers in every table. It’s wonderful.
I looked at Ambrose who was already glaring at me because I am holding a wine glass. I frowned at him. “It’s our wedding reception. And besides, it’s only one glass and I’m even with you.”
He leaned to my ear. “The last time you were drunk with two glasses.” He reminded me with conviction like he’s scolding me.
I rolled my eyes and drank the whole glass. “Nothing will happen tonight,” I assured him.
He smirked. “Oh
