Elijah seemed confused. "Vicky, what's wrong?" She snapped out of it. "It's fine." Elijah wanted to say something, but soon noticed the wound on her lips and the marks on her neck. Vicky noticed his gaze and instinctively covered her neck with her hand. They were both adults, and Elijah immediately knew what those marks meant. Since he and Vicky were not actually dating, he did not question what happened the night before and simply cleared his throat, "Ahem... Vicky, why don't I get you a scarf?" Vicky did not want others to see the marks on her either, so she nodded. "Thank you." "You're welcome." The two of them walked and chatted, heading toward the direction of the cloakroom. As they turned a corner, Missus Harrisons ran into them and exclaimed in surprise, "Breakfast is prepared. Why haven't you come downstairs yet?" "We need to go back and get something. We'll be down in a moment." "Hurry up, then. Don't keep our guests waiting downstairs for too long." "O
Just then, a crisp and melodious voice spoke up, "Miss Shaw and Mister Harrisons are such a charming couple that I envy them. Oh my, your bracelet looks wonderful. It's even prettier than the heirloom in my family." Vicky turned around and saw Aurora. Her gaze wavered and she instinctively averted her gaze. Missus Harrisons said modestly, "It's just a bracelet. Your ring, however, is far more magnificent, Miss Starling. I heard that you'll be engaged to Mister Hart." Vicky did not notice it until it was mentioned and finally spotted the identical rings on Aurora and Tyler's fingers. Her breath hitched abruptly. "Tyler and I have called off the engagement," Aurora said. Old Madam Harrisons was taken aback. "You called it off?" Aurora blushed and smiled coyly. "Engagement parties are too troublesome. We've decided to get married directly." Vicky was momentarily stunned and instinctively raised her head, looking toward Aurora and Tyler. As soon as she lifted her gaze, he
Old Madam Harrisons' words were nothing out of the ordinary for prestigious families. After all, no one would willingly offend a more influential family. In the past, when Vicky was married to Tyler, he had never treated her well and rarely took her to social events. Additionally, given his status and position, he no longer needed to please members of other families, so Vicky had not really made an effort to ingratiate herself with anyone. However, being from the service industry herself, she understood the pain of having to please people. It could be said that prestigious families were not as glamorous as ordinary people believed. Vicky nodded in response. "Alright." Soon, Vicky got into Elijah's car and headed to the bridal shop. As everyone was watching, Vicky could not sit in the back seat, so she opened the car door and sat in the front passenger seat. Aurora and Tyler, on the other hand, went in another car. Watching the car ahead, Vicky asked, "Are your parents and
However, for reasons she could not begin to fathom, Vicky's entire body tensed, and she dared not look Tyler in the eye. Considering Tyler's shrewd personality, he would definitely sense that something was wrong if she asked to try on any wedding gown. Although he had not harassed her during this period and seemed to have completely given up on her, she could not predict if he would continue to make unreasonable demands of her once he found out that she was not actually dating Elijah. Just as Vicky was feeling uneasy and restless, Elijah spoke up, "It's the 'Dreamy series' wedding dress that I ordered here last month." The staff immediately showed a look of recognition upon hearing this. "Ah, so it's that wedding dress. Please follow me, both of you." Elijah nodded and said to Vicky, "Let's go." As they moved out of Tyler's line of sight, Vicky whispered to Elijah, "When did you order the wedding dress? Why didn't I know about it?" Elijah replied sheepishly, "I had it cus
Vicky carefully observed Aurora's expression. At that moment, Aurora was clueless as to what happened and she seemed to genuinely believe that Vicky and Elijah had been together last night. Vicky's lips twitched. She wanted to say something, but Aurora asked first in surprise, "Miss Shaw, why are you suddenly asking about this? Could it be that you really did come to deliver clothes for me last night?" Aurora's genuine confusion on her face made it impossible to detect any hint of suspicion. Vicky fell silent for a moment and then said, "Last night… I had a servant send them over, but she said there was no one in your room and came back." Aurora looked puzzled and asked, "How come I didn't hear any knocking on the door? Could it be that she knocked on the wrong room?" Vicky's gaze flickered. "Wrong room?" "The numbering of the Harrisons' rooms is a bit strange. While in most houses, the room numbers increase the further inside you go, the Harrisons' residence is the opposit
The fitting room, though not as spacious as a regular room, covered an area of about 70 to 80 square meters. It was well-equipped, with a bed, a sofa, and a separate bathroom, ensuring the privacy of the shop’s customers. Vicky stood in front of a mirror that was as large as a wall and began to assess the wedding dress she was wearing. The dress fitted her perfectly as if it had been tailor-made for her. For a moment, Vicky was amused by her own thoughts. It did not seem odd that Elijah could order the wedding gown to be tailored to her measurements. After all, he managed to plan his act so well that he even ordered a completely different gown from the one made for his ex-fiance. Vicky was a fashion designer. Although she did not specialize in bridal dresses, clothing, regardless of their style, shared certain similarities in their details. The bridal gown from the Blossom lineup she saw last time was indeed exceptionally beautiful, but it did not suit Vicky's temperament a
Upon hearing those words, Vicky's face turned pale due to her anger. She could not hold back and raised her hand to slap him. However, before she could strike, her hand was intercepted in mid-air. At the same time, the man's icy and chilling voice echoed in her ear, "Vicky, do you know that there are consequences for hitting me?" Vicky did not have a chance to reply before she was forcefully pushed against the cold wall, and Tyler's kiss descended heavily upon her. Her breath was stolen in an instant, and like a starved beast, he threatened to devour her whole. Vicky's struggles and attempts to evade were futile in stopping his plunder. Unable to break free, she bit down fiercely, but Tyler seemed prepared for it. In that instant of her bite, he pinched her cheeks, disabling her from exerting any force, and took the opportunity to deepen the kiss even more. Anger and the lack of breath caused Vicky's cheeks to flush with a rosy hue, a stark contrast to the backdrop of her sno
Just then, there was knocking on the door. "Miss Shaw, did you call for service?" Vicky stiffened and she immediately shoved Tyler away. "The attendant is here." He paused and looked at her. "So?" "Get out of here right now." He smirked. "Get out of here now so that they will see us together?" Vicky was dumbfounded. Knock, knock, knock. When Vicky failed to answer, the staff knocked again. "Miss Shaw, are you in there?" Tyler kissed her cheek, his deep voice tinged with a hint of seductive huskiness, "If you don't want to be discovered in public, then send her away." Vicky knew that once she allowed herself to be controlled by someone, she would continue to be controlled and she refused to comply with his wishes. She tried to raise her voice to call for help. "He- Umph!" Before she could utter a single word, Tyler saw through her intentions and sealed her lips with his own. Vicky could only emit muffled choking sounds, but such sounds couldn't be heard from ou