Lucille saw that Spencer's tie was crooked, so she naturally reached out to straighten it for him. He looked down at her, taking in the serious look on her face as she fiddled with his tie.She'd already changed into her last outfit, which was a pure white wedding gown. She looked like an angel that had descended from heaven, and her beauty was breathtaking. Her flawless skin was perfectly complemented by the wedding gown.Her long hair was tied back by a silk ribbon, which cascaded down her back. Long statement earrings dangled from her ears, and there was a necklace with a heart-shaped pendant around her neck.The photographer captured this scene. The feelings that couples displayed during their candid moments were the best scenes to show how much they loved each other. Looking at them was like looking at a flawless masterpiece."There we go." Lucille patted his chest, smoothening out the creases on his suit jacket.Spencer smiled teasingly at her. "I didn't know you could be so
As soon as Lucille entered the police station, she heard a woman shrieking shrilly, "You shameless bitch! How dare you try to seduce my husband, you vixen?"Lucille looked over to see Eunice sitting silently on a stool with her head lowered. Her hair was a little mussed up.The woman who'd shrieked at Eunice was a plump housewife, Erica Devin. A police officer warned, "What's with the noise? And watch your mouth—you're not at home!"Erica was crazed from her rage, so she ignored the police officer's words. She stood there with her hands on her hips and glared at Eunice. She'd been wondering why her husband had suddenly developed an interest in taking their child to ballet classes. So, she'd followed him in secret today to see what was up with him. Sure enough, she'd caught him beaming at a beautiful teacher. He'd even hugged the teacher, making Erica lose her mind right then and there. So, she'd stormed forward and slapped the teacher."To think you're shameless enough to call
The whole incident was nothing but a misunderstanding, but Erica had refused to let the matter go. Eunice had been slapped for no reason, and she'd lost her composure after listening to Erica's insults and mockery. So, she'd returned the favor.Thus, someone had called the police, and they'd been taken the station. The police had investigated the matter. Now, all Eunice needed was someone to bail her out.She didn't want to ask for Ian's help, and she didn't have her phone with her. Aside from Ian's number, Bailey's was the only one she'd memorized. And so, she'd had no choice but to call Bailey.Ultimately, Erica had no choice but to apologize to Eunice in the face of Lucille's icy gaze and the evidence provided."I'm sorry, Ms. Lennon. I misunderstood you." Erica's attitude was somewhat sincere.Eunice had nothing to say about it. She had no intention of arguing with Erica anyway. "Let's just forget about this; you can go now. I won't be teaching your daughter in the future. Y
It just so happened that Celine was a fan of cars. So, she knew a bit about the automobile industry.Eunice nodded. She knew why Celine was surprised, but what could she do? Spencer was a man of high status; he couldn't possibly drive a cheap car.Celine was even more surprised when she saw Lucille and Spencer after getting into the car. They gave off a regal vibe and had commanding presences, especially Spencer.Eunice introduced everyone. Lucille smiled and said, "Nice to meet you."Celine said a little shyly, "Nice to meet you, too. You're so pretty."She couldn't help thinking about how beautiful Lucille was. She'd always thought Eunice was pretty and poised, but Lucille was even more so. There was something icy and eye-catching about her beauty—one couldn't help staring at her.As for Spencer, he was handsome and had a somewhat princely vibe about him. However, he surpassed Lucille in the sense that he looked like an ice block. Celine didn't dare approach him or even sneak a
Eunice asked Lucille and Spencer to drop Celine home first. Celine gave them the name of her residential area—it happened to be the one Bailey stayed at and was close to Orchidstone Garden.Eunice's thoughts were on the scene she'd just witnessed, so she didn't pay attention to where Celine stayed. Anyone who could afford to stay at Ozenia Residences had to be rich or powerful.The apartments there couldn't be bought by just anyone. Even if one could afford a place there, they would need to get a chance to actually get a unit.Lucille didn't know Celine well, so she didn't probe for more information. After dropping both Celine and Eunice off, she asked Spencer something she'd been holding in for a long time. "Who was that woman in Ian's arms?"He gripped the steering wheel and turned to look at her innocently. "I don't know her, either. How about we call him to ask?"Lucille had made it sound like he was the one having an affair; he felt wronged and aggrieved. Besides, he and the
Spencer saw the flustered look on Lucille's face. He chuckled and quickly gave her another kiss. He sounded pleased as he said huskily, "I'm very happy to hear that, Mrs. Layton."He started the car again. He held the steering wheel with one hand and her hand with the other. He didn't ever want to let her go.Lucille was actually already used to it. Whenever he drove and she rode shotgun, he would habitually intertwine his fingers with hers.After a while, she went back to asking her previous question. She'd yet to give up. It was mainly because she couldn't understand Ian's behavior. Since he already had another woman in his life, why was he unwilling to divorce Eunice? Was there any meaning in tormenting each other like this?Bailey had told her about Ian and Eunice's story; Spencer had also done the same later. However, Eunice shouldn't have been the one to bear the consequences of what had happened. She hadn't done anything wrong.Did it make sense that she had to endure the
The first thing Eunice did upon returning to her apartment was take a shower. Then, she put some ice on her cheek before applying the ointment the doctor had prescribed. After that, she retired to her room.She was exhausted but couldn't fall asleep. Of course, she knew that the exhaustion wasn't physical—it was mental. She was so tired that she felt smothered and oppressed.The vague smell of nicotine that Ian always had on him permeated the bed. It wasn't pungent. In fact, it was rather nice. Now, however, it seemed to stab her heart like an invisible blade.Though what had happened today had been nothing but a misunderstanding, Eunice had still felt sad, fearful, and angry. She'd also wanted a shoulder to lean on, but there'd been nothing of the sort. It was bad enough not to have anyone to lean on, but she even had to put up a strong front.She admitted that she was probably being too sensitive. Either way, she had to force herself to ignore her sensitivities because she knew
It was past 4:00 pm when Eunice woke up. As she opened her eyes, they prickled and felt swollen. Well, it looked like her eyes had become swollen before her cheek had recovered.She lay there for a while and waited for the discomfort to subside. Then, she got up and headed to the bathroom to wash up.As soon as she opened the bedroom door, she smelled the thick stench of cigarette smoke. It was rather pungent. She frowned and covered her nose before heading to the living room. When she was halfway there, she stopped.When had Ian returned? He wore a white shirt and black pants, and his legs were crossed elegantly as he sat on the couch. One arm was thrown over the back of the couch, the perfect lines of his muscles evident underneath his shirt.Even from the side, he was good-looking. His jawline was flawless. He held a cigarette with one hand and took a deep drag from it. Then, he blew out a mouthful of smoke, which somewhat concealed his handsome face.His posture was lazy and l