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
'Elijah left? If Elijah's gone, no one can stop Tyler…'' Vicky thought, her heart sinking. Feeling uneasy, she said, "I will get to the bottom of what happened. Miss Starling is still waiting for you in a different room. You should go to her." "There's no need to hurry," Tyler said in a hoarse voice, before lowering his head to kiss her once again. ... Apart from the time when they first fell in love, she never had the right to make any decision concerning her relationship with Tyler. Regardless of whether they were divorced or not, Tyler would always treat her as his possession, to be used as he pleased. The unprecedented exhaustion and weariness made Vicky wish she could die because it seemed that death was her only escape from this endless humiliation. The afternoon sunlight was just right, filtering through the ethereal curtains and casting a faint layer of light in the room. Walking out of the bathroom, Tyler caught sight of Vicky lying on the bed like a puppet. T
Vicky's blood ran cold when she heard Aurora's voice. She was so close to Tyler that she could hear every word Aurora said even if the call was not answered on speaker mode. Tyler planted gentle kisses on Vicky while responding in a hoarse voice, "You carry on. I'll come to look for you later." Since he promised to return, Aurora seemed reassured. "Since you have urgent matters to take care of, I'll let you get back to it. We have plenty of time. Just give me a call when you are done." A few moments later, Tyler said casually, "Sure." Aurora noticed something odd with his voice and asked, "Tyler, what's wrong with your voice? Are you ill?" "Yeah." Aurora advised, seemingly reluctant to end the call, and continued to give him instructions, "Make sure to drink plenty of water if you catch a cold. The temperature difference between day and night has been significant lately, so make sure to keep yourself warm. Also, try not to overwork yourself. Exhaustion weakens the body's
Vicky nodded and was about to leave when Aurora called out, "Your fiance left, and so did mine. Why don't we go out and shop together?" Vicky stilled and turned to look at her. "The two of us?" "Yeah. Is there a problem?" "Are you sure you want to go shopping with me?" Realization dawned on Aurora. She asked with a smile, "Why can't we go shopping together? You have a fiance and Tyler has started a new life as well. Since the past is behind us, there's no reason for us to avoid each other." Aurora seemed carefree. "I'm not against people becoming friends after they break up. There won't be any misunderstanding so long as everyone stays in line, right?" She paused and shot Vicky a half-smile before continuing, "Since you're getting married soon, you must have gotten past Tyler already. So… you wouldn't mind that, would you?" Vicky was suddenly at a loss for words. She did not want to go shopping with Aurora, but if she declined, Aurora would think that she still had feelings
Realization dawned on Aurora. "Oh, I see. Well then, let's go to another store." Vicky frowned. "It's fine. The wedding jewelry has already been custom-made by the Harrisons." Aurora did not seem to mind. "Even if you already have some custom-made ones, what if you don't like them? As a woman, it's never wrong to buy more accessories." Aurora glanced at her. "I can't help but notice that you don't seem very enthusiastic about getting married. Are you still upset with Elijah?" Vicky's eyebrows twitched. "No." Vicky could not quite figure out the purpose behind Aurora taking her shopping and wondered if Aurora was trying to see if Vicky was lying about the wedding. Vicky was exhausted and she could barely form any coherent thought. Combined with her guilt and unease towards Aurora, she could not remain composed and think clearly. "Since you're not upset, let's go then. Even if we're angry, we still have to get married, right? It's not like we can break up with our respective