Ben drew a sharp breath.
He held back his anger, grabbed onto Chelsea's collar, and roared, "Chelsea Tierney! What the h*ll are you talking about?! Why would Elliot marry you? He's with Avery now! If he had to marry anyone, it would be her!"
Chelsea let out a light chuckle. "I know he's with Avery. They have children to take care of, after all. I don't mind. If I can't have his heart, I'd be more than happy to have his body."
Ben laughed coldly, released his grip on her, then said, "You must have been traumatized from getting disfigured. You're delusional! If Elliot really wanted to marry you, why wouldn't I know about something that important?"
"It's not like you're the one he's marrying. Isn't it normal for you not to know?" Chelsea placed her empty glass on the table as she remained calm and said, "I'm only telling you about this because I see you as a friend, Ben. I know you don't want to be my friend, but to me, you're the most important…"
"Shut up!" Ben cut her off. "Are you
