"Get in there!" Elijah Schmidt finally turned around, his sharp eyes glaring at her, bloodshot with fury, clearly on the verge of losing his temper.
"I don't understand what you mean..." Emma Benson frowned, her clenched fists trembling slightly.
"You don't understand?" Elijah snorted coldly, then walked toward her with measured steps, his strong physique imposing an immense pressure. He hummed and narrowed his eyes, "Emma Benson, I really underestimated you! ...He could wait a lifetime for you, yet you couldn't wait to marry another man!"
Emma was at a loss for words, only lowering her head and biting her lip, "I'm sorry, I didn't want it this way..."
"Hmph!" Elijah let out a heavy snort. Despite his anger, he still waved his hand, "Go in and talk some sense into him, at least make him stop drinking tonight!"
"I..." Emma lifted her head, her face pale, "I don't understand... Minnie Sutton is his fiancée..."