enemy of childhood.

During your wedding, you sensed it wasn't love. But just as you were about to put on your wedding rings, you saw a familiar car. You rushed toward it, holding up your dress to keep from tripping. Despite your shoes, you still ran. Your future husband was running after you, but you were already running up the steps. Running to the expensive car, you opened the door and got in, only to see the familiar face of your enemy with his vicious Doberman. As you rushed off, your husband stood there, clearly angry, but you had already driven away. Suddenly, he spoke:

He: Why did you, stupid girl, run away from your own raging husband to go to your enemy?

He looked at you, glancing at you, but still keeping his eyes on the road so as not to crash. He drove you out of town to a party where his friends and strangers were. He opened the door for you like a gentleman, but that was never the case. You walked into the most famous building where the parties took place, and there were beautiful waiters and waitresses, sometimes strippers or something like that. You called your friend so you wouldn't be bored. Kesi came to you, and you immediately went to get drinks. Your enemy was having fun with his friends or the waitresses, but you didn't care about him, because what did you care about him? You were already recognized from the wedding you ran away from. You and your friend drank, danced, and chatted with men, winning over the crowd.

Kesi: Forget about this idiot, he's not worth you She winked at you smiling Your actions?