Both men were consumed by irrationality, on the verge of erupting into a brawl.

A voice then interjected, "Today is about Robert's wedding. You two must partake in the celebration, even if you harbor intentions of competing for a woman's affection."

It was Waylen who approached the scene.

Waylen possessed astute perception. Observing Vera, who shielded her belly, and Joseph, who seethed with impulsiveness, Waylen surmised the situation. However, he chose to preserve Joseph's dignity and refrain from speaking the truth outright.

Hearing Waylen's words, Roscoe relaxed his grip, although his countenance darkened.

Joseph took a step back, his gaze fixed upon Vera. He whispered in a gentle tone, "The child Aline carries does not belong to me."

The news struck like a lightning bolt.

In the past, individuals within their social circle would have jested, claiming that Joseph deserved such circumstances. But now... no laughter escaped anyone's lips, particularly Vera, whose face had drained of color.

She understood that Joseph didn't desire a divorce anymore.

Joseph approached Vera, his handsome face flushed. He sobbed, "Vera, I may have been a wretched fool but I yearn to reconcile with you. I understand you don't harbor affection for me... Yet, even if I squander my fortune, I refuse to let go of our bond."

Vera's palm connected with a resounding slap against Joseph's cheek.

Joseph's eyes reddened.

“We shared such a magnificent past, Vera. I cannot relinquish it."

Having uttered those words, he departed, his mind in a state of unprecedented bewilderment.

Vera wept inconsolably.

Rena tenderly cradled Vera in her embrace

Roscoe gently took Vera from Rena's arms and said courteously, “Rena, you may go back to the banquet. I'll drive Vera back. We have matters to discuss."

With a firm grip on Vera's arm, Roscoe led her away

Rena's thoughts were in disarray. She sensed that something had eluded her grasp. When she regained her senses, she realized that only she and Waylen remained at the scene. He leaned against the aisle, quietly smoking, his eyes profound.

Rena didn't wish to remain alone with him. She turned around, intending to depart.

An arm intercepted her path.

Waylen asked in a hoarse voice, “Are you truly planning to keep that Zack by your side? If you require financial backing, I can invest as much money as you need.”