Emilee's shoulders trembled violently. Tears dripped down her face, and then down her cheeks onto the collarbone of her neck.
Emilee looked so miserable with her tearful face.
At that moment, Emilee didn't care about anything. In the eyes of everyone, she had become a spoiled young lady who was so domineering.
"Emilee, calm down. Don't make trouble."
Ryan had no time to explain to Emilee, and it was not the time to explain.
"Why are you cutting the cake with her? You're wishing her a happy birthday and singing a birthday song for her, right? Have you forgotten that it's also my birthday today?"
Ryan's words didn't calm Emilee at all. Emilee wondered why she should be calm and why she should bear it.
Everything that Thalia had obtained should belong to her.
"Didn't you say that you would only celebrate my birthday and sing me a birthday song? You can't do it now, right? Then why did you promise me that?"