Liang Anya heard his words, her steps paused, and she tightened her curled-up palms. Without speaking, she continued walking upstairs.
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As the wedding drew nearer, Beth noticed that Liang Anya's demeanor became increasingly obedient.
Beth initially thought that even if she didn't make a fuss about leaving, she would at least cry a few times. Unexpectedly, she didn't pay attention to the outside world, staying quietly in her room every day.
She no longer went downstairs holding Xiaoxiao to wander around, perhaps to avoid the awkwardness of everyone preparing for the wedding.
This impending grand wedding seemed to have nothing to do with her, like a wisp of air without any presence.
The more tranquil and calm the surface appeared, the more it made Beth feel a bit distressed.
This afternoon.
