When Novie's brother asked her to open her eyes, her lips parted.

(What the hell)

she cursed inside while disappointment filled her face,

"A scooter?" she spoke faintly, her brother laughed and pushed her body closer to the motorcycle

It was a dark grey motorcycle with a basket in front; it looked like a bicycle.

"Do you like it?" her brother asked while still laughing.

Novie crinkled her nose and stared at him.

"Why does it look like a car key?" she asked and stared at the key she found in the cake, it looks like a typical car key.

While laughing, Brent took the key from her hand and handed her a different one, "This is my car key, and this is your motorcycle key", I just really want to see your reaction" he bursts and tap the leather chair of the motorcycle.

"Don't belittle this motorcycle, it's electric" Novie shut her eyes since she started working, her father drops her to the school every day, and even though it's a motorcycle, it can still help her.

She rolled her eyes and embrace her brother.

"Thank you, but next year I am expecting a car" hearing those words, Brent pushed her body away.

"Are you not planning to move out? You're thirty" he exclaimed, Novie pouted and punched his chest.

"You're 33 but still living here, you should move out too" she replied, Brent lay his arms on her shoulder and they both walked back inside.

"I am living here because I am escaping those crazy, obsessed woman, what's your reason? Are escaping from someone?" Brent jokingly said, but it hit her hard.

Ken's face flashed in her mind, to remove it, she shook her head and pinched her brother's side.

"How did you manage to put the box in the cake?" she asked with confusion.

Brent turned to her, grinning.

"Haha,, you have no idea what I put in there. I baked it myself" he replied proudly.

Hearing those words, she wants to throw up.

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The week passed without Ken noticing it, in three days he will walk in the altar but his bride is not the person his heart was longing.

He's in the church for the rehearsal, the triplets were also there together with Evan and Glen, who will be his groomsmen, Anna and his mother had arranged everything, he never once cooperated or give his opinion.

Anna's friends were also there to practice, the coordinator was busy around giving instruction to everyone.

They have also invited Matthew to photograph the practice for extra memories; It was Anna's idea; she knows Matthew, he's a professional photographer.

Evan, Ken and Glen were sitting in the front row chair when Matthew sat next to Ken, grinning.

"Hey Ken, Do you know Anna's maid of honour?" he asked indiscreetly. Ken looked at where Matthew was pointing, and he remembered meeting her at their engagement party.

"Yes, but I don't remember her name," he said in a bored voice.

Matthew crinkled his nose.

"There are so many beautiful faces in Anna's bridesmaids" Matthew continued, and a smirk curled up his lips.

Ken narrowed his eyes and stared at Matthew, suspicious.

"Aren't you with Peyton?" he asked. Matthew shrugged his shoulder.

"yes, but that doesn't mean I can't look at the other girls, looking is not cheating," Matthew said proudly and then he turned to Evan.

"Evan, Don't you think Anna's bridesmaids are so hot, Who will you choose?" Matthew continued, Ken could see Evan frowning by Matthew's question.

"Are you asking my brother-in-law to cheat on my sister?" Ken asked with anger.

Matthew instantly shook his head, "No, but what I am saying is that You can still look and appreciate the beauties" The three stared, giving him a murderous look.

"Why don't we practice your funeral here instead of my wedding," Ken said in a grave, serious tone.

Hearing those words, Matthew realizes that if he doesn't stop, his life will end.

He stood up and left the three frowning.

After Matthew left, Ken turned to Evan.

"Please tell me you never looked at another woman aside to my sister," Ken asked, Evan stared back at him, emotionless.

"Sometimes, it's Daniella that urging me to look at another woman" he replied, Glen and Ken, focused on him, they couldn't believe it.

"what?" they both asked.

"She only wanted me to compare her to another woman, who's more pretty, sexy or smart" Evan answered, unbothered.

"That's a tricky question coming from a short woman, what is your reply," Ken asked with curiosity.

Evan stared at him, emotionless. "Nothing, whatever my answer is she will get angry, If I say she's prettier than any woman, she'll say I don't know how to appreciate beauty, if I say the woman looks fine I will end up sleeping in the guestroom" Evan shook his head while Ken and Glen bursts.

"I am glad Yvette is not like that, she's normal and more mature. " Glen spoke in a proud voice.

When Ken heard those words, he could feel his scars opening; thinking, if he and Novie get married, will they be like Evan or Glen?

He sighed and stood up after seeing the coordinator going to their direction.