I had to admit, it was quite heartbreaking.When Ryan and I got married, there was no engagement party. Even the wedding was handled entirely by Grandpa. He only reluctantly made an appearance. It wasn't grand at all because he said he didn't want it to be public. The wedding was attended only by the Frost family and close friends, making it as simple as a dinner party.From our marriage to divorce, outsiders only knew that he pampered his wife, but few knew who his wife actually was. I repressed my emotions, shifted my gaze, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ryan striding in with a custom-made tailcoat, his expression cold and detached. On his arm was Bethany, wearing a dress I had designed myself. They looked like a golden couple, their attire shimmering and radiant. Their appearance drew many guests' attention.Several people tried to approach and ingratiate themselves.However, Bethany walked towards me, embodying the demeanor of the hostess. "Ms. Wilson, I invited you
This problem shouldn't have occurred.When I sewed the dress, the stitches were even and dense, and the dress was made to perfectly fit her body. Even if the strap broke, it should have stayed temporarily at the chest level and not fallen immediately. Unless, of course, the zipper at the back also broke at the same time.But that was impossible.The fabric and zipper suppliers were both the same as the ones used during my time at the Frost Group, and their quality was absolutely reliable.Regardless, this was a dress I had personally made.I grabbed my coat, stood up, and ran onto the stage. Just as I was about to help her put on the dress, she slapped me across the face in a fit of rage!"Are you doing this on purpose? Are you trying to embarrass me today!!"I instinctively covered my stinging face and, without hesitation, slapped her back. "Bethany, I'm not insane enough to ruin my own work!"Bethany's eyes widened in fury, and she was about to lunge at me again when Ryan, wh
In the Shaw family's residence’s living room.Snowflakes had started drifting down outside the French windows again, twirling as they fell. A thin layer of white had already accumulated on the ground.Inside, the heating was turned on, but I shivered at the cold gaze from Mrs. Shaw. They had looked into me thoroughly. They even looked into things that happened before I came to Jelaston, which is why they locked me in the storage room and deliberately cut off the power. They had gone to great lengths to deal with me, an ex-wife.Mrs. Shaw took a sip of tea and looked at me with contempt. "Have you reconsidered leaving Jelaston?"I stood up straight. "And what's the reason this time?"Last time it was through coercion and inducement. What would they do this time?"After the first dress that came out of your company after starting the business, such problems arose."Mrs. Shaw curved her lips in a mocking smile. "Do you think your company will be able to remain open? It would be b
Bethany's face stiffened slightly as she snorted coldly. "So what if I did cut it myself?"Upon hearing this, I lost interest in continuing the argument and turned to Mrs. Shaw. "Mrs. Shaw, can I leave now?"I thought she was just getting revenge for her daughter. Now that the truth was clear, it had nothing to do with me.To my surprise, she affectionately pinched Bethany's cheek. "Are you out of your mind? Sacrificing your own reputation just to frame her?"Bethany pouted and said coquettishly, "Mom, I'm sorry! She's so stubborn; I had no choice but to resort to this method.""Alright." Mrs. Shaw said in a loving tone, "You go upstairs first. I will handle this."Her tone was gentle, without a hint of blame. She seemed to be the most indulgent mother in the world.Bethany smiled happily. "You’re the best, Mom!"With that, she skipped upstairs, and Mrs. Shaw looked at her with a warm smile, her demeanor very soft.Once Bethany's figure disappeared, Mrs. Shaw slowly withdrew h
I couldn't hear clearly. But she spoke so slowly that I could read her lips. Before I could look away, a figure hurriedly passed by me!It was Mr. Shaw.Soon, the sounds of objects crashing and faint arguments echoed from the living room.I heard my own name, as well as Ryan's. There were also mentions of online scandals.Finally, a clear and angry shout came from Mr. Shaw. "She's spoiled and headstrong, and you still have to make a fuss? Let her keep kneeling outside in this heavy snow, and if word gets out..."Suddenly, the snow stopped.I took me a while to realize that there was a shadow over my head. Looking up, I saw a large, pure black umbrella and Frank's deep, brown eyes!His face was expressionless as he handed me the umbrella. "Can you hold it?"I rubbed my somewhat numb hands. "I can..."Before I could finish, he shoved the umbrella into my hand.In the next moment, the man in the black leather jacket half-knelt on the ground, silently lifted me into his arms,
"It's okay." I picked up the towel and dried my hair. After my cold body had warmed up, I turned to Frank. "Did something happen online?"He countered with a question, "Isn't it your doing?""What?" I felt puzzled and asked. He looked at me for a moment, cocked his brows and said, "Alright, I overestimated you."With that, he took out his phone from his pocket and handed it to me. "Take a look yourself.""What’s your PIN?""Your birthday.""Huh?" I was momentarily taken aback.He cocked his brows. "What are you thinking? Your birthday is the same as hers.""Oh, next time be clearer." I freezing and wasn’t thinking straight.After unlocking the phone, I quickly found the information Mrs. Shaw had inquired about.There were revelations online about Bethany being a mistress, using despicable methods to force the original spouse into divorce, and even kidnapping the original spouse today.There were also videos from the Jelaston Summit underground parking lot, showing the kidn
These two questions were somewhat sharp. However, Frank's face showed no discomfort at all. He gestured for me to come closer. "Come a bit nearer, I'll tell you."I leaned in a little. "Go ahead."The space inside the car was small, and besides the driver, there was no one else, so why make such a mystery out of it?He leaned in slightly as well, a smile in his eyes, looking as infuriatingly smug as ever. "I can't stand overly stupid people."I straightened up abruptly and glared at him. "Should I thank you for guiding me then?""I don't mind."He smiled politely, always looking so annoyingly smug. Nevertheless, I couldn't deny his help. I lowered my gaze. "Thanks for what you did earlier."He tapped his well-manicured fingers on the window sill idly. "If I hadn't come, they would have let you go eventually.""But you'd have had to endure more hardships."Mrs. Shaw and Bethany wouldn't let it go easily. Especially with the online revelations, Mrs. Shaw would vent all her ang
He wasn’t asleep yet.I pursed my lips and said seriously, "I'm really sorry for breaking your piggy bank that day."Mentioning this, Frank pulled off his eye mask. His drowsy eyes showed a hint of displeasure. "Charlotte, you only let others bully you, but you still know how to make make me uncomfortable, don't you...""No." I hurriedly interrupted, pulling out the small rabbit made by the ceramicist, trying to soothe his emotions. "This, this is a replica of that rabbit. I had someone make it based on the original. The resemblance is quite good. I hope it can make up for my clumsiness that day."Out of both sentiment and reason, I shouldn't have touched that piggy bank. But at that moment, it felt like I was possessed, and I couldn't understand why I touched someone else's personal belongings. I had planned to make an identical one to return to him, but my skills weren't up to scratch, and it came out all wrong. In the end, I had to rely on the ceramicist.Frank stared at the ra
Caleb was thinking that in the future, he could let her drink a little more.Of course, only when he was around.She looked kind of cute like this."I did say that, but didn't you just say you wanted to thank me?"Whitney felt that alcohol really wasn't a good thing.Even when hanging out with Jane and the others, she decided not to drink too much anymore.The rationality and logic that she was so proud of had completely vanished.She had never been as calm in front of Caleb as she was with others.Besides, there was a power imbalance between her and him.If she were sober, she wouldn't have been able to reject him anyway.Let alone now, when her mind was muddled.But maybe because she was muddled, she dared to say things that she didn’t usually dare to say."I just lost my balance earlier, and you helped me. Even if you don't accept verbal gratitude, that doesn't mean I owe you something this big."Caleb saw she could barely stand, so he held her by the waist to keep her
"But your reaction just now didn’t seem like you knew I was here."Jane tried to pull her leg back, but when she couldn't, she slapped him in frustration."It was called acting, understand? I didn't want you to look embarrassed, so I got those two out of the way first."Zachary rubbed her ankle with his thumb, as if he believed her. "Then should I be thanking you—for being so considerate?"Jane couldn't be bothered to argue. "Let go. I want to drink.""I'll drink with you."Meanwhile, Frank held Charlotte close and asked in a low voice, "Did she really know we were here?"Charlotte nodded. "What do you think? You really think Jane would mess around during her marriage? She might be bold, but she has boundaries. But you guys really are annoying."Frank hooked her chin with his thumb. "I knew it. You're being cold to me because you're sick of me. I've said it so many times, and you still wouldn't admit it."After saying that, he picked her up and walked out of the bar.He hadn'
Charlotte nudged him with her elbow, warning him not to stir things up.Jordan truly didn't dare to stay any longer. "Westley, take me home.""Okay." Westley finally got up. "You all take your time. If it gets too late, don't go back to the old house—just find a place to crash.""But..." Jordan suddenly felt like leaving wasn't such a good idea. "Maybe I'll stay and play a bit more."Westley simply dragged her out."Jane and Zachary...""You can't control what they do, so why bother worrying over nothing?"Jordan was settled into the passenger seat, her seatbelt fastened firmly.She didn't resist, mostly because she felt what Westley said made sense.Jane was way more capable than she was. This kind of minor drama would be easy for her to handle.Plus, with the smart and composed Charlotte around—It was better if she didn't add to the chaos.Once Westley got into the driver's seat, she asked, "Why did you guys show up? Especially you—didn't you say no seeing each other a w
But it was just a polite gesture—if they had been singing inside, they wouldn't have heard her anyway.So after knocking, she pushed the door open and went in.Charlotte and the others followed to take a look.When they saw the scene inside, they gasped.The four men from home were sitting around a cards table, all eyes on the door, each with a different expression.Zachary looked at Jane, who entered first, and said with a smile, "Honey, pick someone you like and give him a kiss."Jane took a step back and bumped into Charlotte's arms.That was when she noticed the big screen beside them—it was showing their own private room."You were watching us?"Zachary tapped the cards on the table with his long fingers, still smiling."If we weren't watching, how would we get to enjoy such an entertaining scene?"They had all been drinking.Whitney didn't hold her liquor well. She was already a little dazed. Although the room was fairly bright, everything seemed a little off to her.
Caleb didn't respond. Instead, he looked at Westley and played a card.Westley won.And it was a big pot as well.He cocked his brows. "Is this your wedding gift to me, Caleb?"Caleb asked, "Your wedding—Dr. Greyson won't be absent, will he? I heard you two are very close. You've been at death's door multiple times, and he's the one who saved you."Westley nodded. "Theoretically, yes. But I'm not sure if he might have some emergency.""Besides, it's not like you, Caleb, can't reach him. You helped him last time. It's impossible he'd ignore you now."Caleb could contact Carter, but if he did, it would mean helping Carter meet Mandy.He had no interest in meddling in romantic matters—too troublesome.But he couldn't get in touch with Tanner at all.Technically, there was no real need for him to attend Westley's wedding.Even if Whitney was invited by Jane, he himself wasn't obligated.He simply wanted to go, hoping to "accidentally" run into Carter.That way, it wouldn't loo
Frank pulled her into his arms and asked, "You really have to go out for drinks?"Charlotte nodded. "It's a girls-only night. No men allowed.""Oh?" The man repeated slowly and deliberately, "No… men… allowed?"Charlotte saw the look on his face and knew exactly what he was thinking."Only women. Even the drinks are for women.""Oh? Tell me, how do you tell if a drink is male or female?"Charlotte lightly patted his face twice. "The drinks women drink are for women. Got it?"Frank laughed. "Got it."Over on Jane's end, after finishing her call, she was about to go look for Jordan, but Zachary pulled her into the room and pinned her against the wall.His warm lips covered hers, then quickly pulled away.With his forehead against hers, the man asked, "Going out for drinks?"Jane hooked his chin with her finger. "What, Mr. Collins, trying to seduce your way into a drinking invitation?"Zachary chuckled lowly, kissed her again, and asked, "May I?""No."Jane rejected him comp
Jordan had grown up in the Howard family, but the person who had taken care of her since she was little had an old house.She arranged for Jane and the others to stay there, and she would also be getting married from that house.She didn't have many friends. Originally, Leanne was supposed to be her bridesmaid. Although she had a child, she had never been married.But Leanne wasn't sure if she could make it back in time, so she let Jane and Charlotte take over as substitutes for now. They would adjust accordingly later."Try on the dress. If there's a problem, I can still make adjustments."With the help of the two of them, Jordan put on the wedding dress.But Jane was most looking forward to the wedding dress.Both her and Charlotte's weddings were going to be Cherian style.Jordan, however, wanted a Western-style one.And Charlotte, who had designed clothes for many years, had never actually designed a wedding dress before.This was her first attempt, and she was very excit
"Okay, I won't bring it up anymore."Westley walked over with Jonathan and sat down.Miranda was very satisfied. "Finally, Jordy can have dinner with me again."Jordan smiled. "I'm also happy. I can still call you Mom.""Then let's drink to that.""Okay."Westley waited for the "mother and daughter" to finish speaking, then threw out a big announcement. "By the way, our wedding is on the 22nd of next month."Clang!The spoon in Miranda's hand fell."What did you say?""On the 22nd of next month, Jordy and I are getting married. We sincerely invite you and your husband to attend."Jordan was also shocked.She only knew that Charlotte's dress was being made, and they were picking the wedding date.But Westley hadn't told her about this in advance."Next month, it's almost the New Year.""Yes, it's a wedding before the New Year. Then we'll celebrate the New Year at home. I'm informing you in advance, my dear mom. You can prepare for the the New Year Eve dinner.""The New Y
Jonathan almost spit out the tea he was drinking."You have principles now?""Not the right time to talk nonsense."Westley. "Do you always talk in a way that pokes others' pain points?"Jonathan smiled for a moment. "If you've done it, don't be afraid of people talking about it."Westley didn't want to continue the conversation and stood up to leave.He went to the kitchen to find Jordan and found her eating ravioli."Didn't you say you'd help?" Westley sat next to her. "How come you're eating secretly? Give me a bite?"Jordan guarded the food. "It’s in the kitchen. There's still plenty in the pot.""But I want to eat from your bowl.""But I don't want to give you any."Westley laughed. "Okay."But while Jordan took a bite of the ravioli, he kissed her.Jordan's eyes widened as she felt the ravioli in her mouth being stolen away."You're disgusting."Westley smiled. "Sweet."Jordan couldn't eat anymore and pushed the remaining ravioli to him. "I'm not eating anymore."