Chapter 4

Three days later, it was the pre wedding tasting session.

To my astonishment, Bianco came to fetch me.

“I apologize for what I said in the office.”

Bianco’s face’s full of guilt:

“I shouldn’t have had shouted at you. I'm just too concerned about the reputation of the family.”

Looking into Bianco’s eyes, I didn’t see the possibility to refuse him safely.

Escaping from the Don cost a lot. I wasn’t prepared enough, so my purpose couldn’t be perceived.

Therefore, I pretended to forgive him.

“I have never blamed you, Bianco. Let’s go and check the menu of the wedding.”

I arrived at the estate where the wedding was held.

Pushing the heavy door open, I saw Amy in that new dress.

Meanwhile, she wore a Bulgari diamond necklace around her neck.

I knew she once praised that necklace on the Instagram.

Bianco stood near Amy. He was organizing that necklace. There was no doubt that the necklace was from him.

If I didn't know I was the bride, I would have thought I mistakenly walked into someone else's wedding.

Seeing me appear, the smile on Bianco's face instantly vanished.

He walked over quickly, trying to use a tone of entitlement to mask his guilt.

"Amy has always dreamed of owning a necklace like this. As a good friend, I'm just helping her fulfill a dream."

“You look stunning as well, sweetheart. I love you. If you want, I’ll buy you any jewelry.”

I looked at him, my tone as calm as if discussing the weather:

“Making the bridesmaid prettier than the bride is the way you love me?”

“OH, you’re jealous of her again……”

“It’s not about jealousy!” I interrupted him, ”It’s about my dignity and pride.”

I?ignored his rage and walked straight to the round table for the food tasting.

Waiters were bringing out plates of seafood feasts.

This is the custom of Italy; a wedding banquet must have top seafood.

To make Family Bianco proud, I had specially selected the best seafood to cook.

Bianco glanced at the dishes on the table, frowned tightly, and slammed his hand violently onto the table.

"Who told you to serve these? Don't you know Amy is allergic to seafood?"

He pointed at the chef and ordered harshly.

"Take all of these away and change it to a vegetarian banquet."

The chef looked at me with difficulty.

I stood up and looked straight into Bianco’s eyes.

"This is my wedding banquet, and I ordered the menu. Why should I change all the dishes just for her?"

Amy immediately sighed and took Bianco’s hand.

"Don't argue, Don. I just won't eat it. We can't ruin Alice's wedding because of me. I'm not that delicate."

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of shrimp and stuffed it into her mouth.

"See? A little bit shrimp won’t hurt me……"

Before she could even finish speaking, she suddenly clutched her throat. Her face turned red, and she collapsed to the ground in pain.

“Amy!”

Bianco was so angry that he pushed me way:

“Are you satisfied now? You’re hurting your best friend!”

“I will definitely punish you if she is injured!”

I fell heavily to the ground.

The palm of my hand pressed onto the shards of the glass cup that had just been shattered.

A sharp, stinging pain instantly shot through my entire body. Fresh blood welled up, staining the ground red.

Bianco didn't even look back at me once. He lifted Amy and rushed out of the banquet hall.

The people around were in a complete mess.

I sat on the floor, watching the fresh blood continuously pouring out from my palm.

Actually, it didn't hurt at all.

Compared with injure brought by Bianco, it didn’t matter at all.

At this moment, I received a call:

“It seems that being the Donna of Family Bianco is not easy.”

“Why not try to be the Donna of Family Pastor?”