Author: Zane Lee Natalie snorted. "Nothing about this is improper. If he blames you, he can forget about marrying me." With that, she grabbed Matthew's hand without hesitation and walked away. I rubbed the photo of Yvonne Shaw in my hand and sneered. 'Natalie, I was never going to marry you anyway.' The coming-of-age ceremony was nearing its end. Most of the guests had left when Natalie and Matthew finally reappeared. Natalie had changed into a high-neck gown, while faint, suggestive marks adorned Matthew's neck. The air between them was so thick with intimacy that one could almost smell it. The old me would have stormed up to them in a fit of rage and confronted them. However, I had seen this play out countless times in my past life. I was numb to it. I tipped my head back and drained my glass of wine. Then, I turned to leave. When Natalie saw my indifference, she frowned. For the first time, she called out to me. "Cole, what's with the attitude? I'm your fiancee, and Matthew's your brother. It's rude of you to leave without even saying hi! Did you forget your manners? Apologize to me and Matthew right now, or you're not getting your birthday gift this year!" She was clutching a small ring box. Matthew took it from her and waved it in front of me with a smug look.