Chapter 1430

"What? Don't think about this for now?" Wasyl clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles cracked threateningly. There was nothing but white-hot fury in his bloodshot eyes, and he hissed, "Do you have any idea what I've gone through the last few days? I will not let this matter be written off just like that!"

His experience in jail, albeit short-lived, was so agonizing that he could not quell his anger toward Liam every time he thought of it. Hatred and fury seemed to seep right out of his every pore.

Cheryl wanted to talk some sense into him, but she was so startled by his outburst that she merely stared at him, terrified.

Wasyl, suddenly realizing how rashly he acted, immediately took a deep breath to try to calm himself down. Gone was the maniacal sneer on his face and was instead replaced by an expression of deep remorse. He took Cheryl's hand in his and patted it gently. "Cheryl, please don't worry. I'll make sure everything goes smoothly for our wedding on the twenty-eighth.