Today is the day of the founder's day banquet, an annual event organized by the Royal Family as the start of all banquets in high society, including the debutante ball which was attended by almost all nobles from various territories. And it was at this event that Fuschia wanted to show off her villainess-like attitude by dressing up out of the norm.
Merri was briefly shocked when Mr. Louise Phaiton sent the dress to the palace. She said that this dress succeeded in changing the image of Fuschia, who was like a rabbit, into a flirtatious she-wolf. On the other hand, Tilda was so worried that Fuschia would catch a cold if her body was too exposed.
“Wow, milady, the fabric of your dress is so soft. It's not even easily creases, there's no need to bother ironing it." Said Merri in awe as she keeps stroking Fuschia's dress.
"That's why I made this dress, Merri."
The dress that a noble lady usually wears gets wrinkled pretty quickly if not worn carefully.
I thought I'm not a person who is easily disappointed when something doesn't go according to my will as I tend to just quickly give up, but now I feel devastated. There was no response to the dress I wore during the founder's banquet on the first day. No one bought it. It didn't attract attention on the second day either. I thought some of the ladies liked my dress as much as they told me, but then again, this is a novelty, so needs some tweaking. I've already rented out a building for Mr. Louise Phaiton's boutique in a shopping center near the main road, which is quite a distance from his original boutique. I have also conceptualized the character of a newcomer designer, Louise Phaiton, as a mysterious designer who wearing a cloth mask on his face, so that only his eyes are visible."I'm sorry, Mr. Louise, it's been two days but no visitors have come yet. Though I'm sure some ladies really look interested in my dress." My tone at the end comes out a little sulky.But
Hayden spoke, staring directly at my eyes while I was staring at the steaming teacup near my mouth. He must have felt like his blood was pouring upside down after I rejected to spend a night with him for almost two months.“As much as I want to hold you, there's so much fear pouring in me, Your Highness. I- I love you so much but I keep having bad thoughts about it. After I lost our baby, everything seems hopeless.” I squeezed my tear and summoned the actress in me.My impassive face should look absolutely serious without any playfulness. I have to show this bastard that I'm still in mourning since the miscarriage, even though I'm actually getting better.It's just that I'm not ready to accept Hayden's request to spend the night together again, even though the elders have been pressing us. Because I don't know who's the man Hayden is going to throw at my bed, because Dylan is nowhere!‘Dylan, really, where are you?’ I gritted my te
This was the last night of the three-day promise that Fuschia had mentioned to Hayden. Tomorrow she had to decide when she would like to share a bed with him. She thought she could no longer push the matter back as many sides had pressured her, even Duchess Mountravven who had suddenly appeared at her salon while she was having fun with the ladies.“Mother,” Fuschia was more than surprised to find her mother walked casually inside her salon and received friendly greetings from the ladies.This woman was Fuschia's stepmother whose visits to Jasmine Palace she always refused. ‘Huh, of course, she’s a shameless woman.’ Fuschia returned her mother’s friendly smile.Duchess Mountravven was a beauty, but her beauty did not exceed that of Fuschia. She often vented her anger on Fuschia when she heard that some ladies compared her to Fuschia's biological mother. She has turquoise hair which makes her often mistaken for Fuschia's biolog
I can't pictures how Dylan's expression is right now as we were buried in the dark. Literally buried. But if I take it from the intonation of his voice, he sounded as if he was holding back rage. And it made me more nervous than when Hayden and Raymon nearly caught me earlier. 'Who the heck is he to dare to get mad at me? I should be the one who mads at him!' I could feel my breath getting hotter.Dylan got up."Where are you going?" I asked in fear that I would be left here alone like I would be buried alive."Stay here. Don't come out before I come back." He told me as he jumped high to reach the surface, then tore the vines that had covered the hole.I looked at him who was now moving agile. “How can I believe that word that you will come back? When you yourself ghosting me for months." I didn't want to sound sulky like a possessive lover, but the words just came out."...I'll be back." He said as he covered the hole where I was with vines
As soon as her eyes met Dylan's, she was startled into silent tears. Again, she asked the man a painful question like a bit*h who likes to bully her prey. She practically rubbing salt in his wounds while Dylan's face was the same as always. But somehow he seemed to know that Fuschia knows the answer to her own question. Fuschia was sure Dylan had enough strength to defeat Hayden, as well as Raymon. But he didn't seem to be doing it for some unknown reason. And that irritated her. "Why don't you fight back? You can't?" Fuschia had the urge to hit then hug this man, but her pride won't let her until Dylan answered all of her questions. Dylan chuckled. "I can" "But?" “But… I don't want to be on his bad side, or I won't be able to see you anymore.” It was the most honest answer he dared to reveal to Fuschia – who still doubted his existence, and Dylan knows that. "What do you mean? You said you were the only one who managed to change shape
Dylan hugged Fuschia's sweaty body. He embraces her as if he had the whole world in his hands, and that he might die of happiness. Dylan didn't know how one person could stir his heart madly. Dylan rubs his chin against Fuschia's smooth shoulder. This was an act he had never done to Fuschia, not even in his past life because he used to rush away before the potion's effect wore off. How happy he is now because he can cuddle with his beloved woman, with his own body, not Hayden's, after the two of them made love all night.He kissed Fuschia's neck. At that, Fuschia woke up then shyly played with his finger. He didn't think she'd notice so quickly, then he slowly turned Fuschia around to face him."Are you awake? I'm sorry," Dylan rub their forehead softly. Dylan was like a lion cub being spoiled by its mother, and it made Fuschia giggle."It's okay. I'm sorry for leaving you to sleep. Looks like I need to exercise more so I can keep up with your stamina, Dylan.&rd
It was an extraordinary night that rarely appeared in her daily life, but Dylan ruined it by sulking. Fuschia wrapped herself in a blanket, then walked towards the terrace where Dylan had left.'Really? He left me like this?! What an annoying man! What did he want?’ After grumbling and mumbling, while cursing both Hayden and Dylan, Fuschia washed her sweaty body. She bathed in warm water which she heated herself with her magic without having to call a maid.And that's how the rest of the night she spent lying in bed cursing whoever crossed her mind. 'How can he sulk because I didn't comply with his wish to run away right away? We can have a good discussion about our plans and strategies, and not only push his will! He doesn't even know anything!'Fuschia feels wronged. She wasn't the type of person to be generous enough to sacrifice herself for others, but indeed she can't running away anytime soon. If she ran away anytime soon, and in a condition where Ha
Ruana, The Queen, blinked. Then like a gaping fish, she slowly parted her lips and then closed them again. Speechless, her eyes twitched in irritation. While beside her, The King seems to enjoy the sight. He smiles broadly at the loving affection Hayden and Fuschia showed.Droplets of crimson red dripped from the edges of the crystal glass. Hayden slowly placed his own glass down, and a triumphant smile spreads on his lips. His eyes directed gently at Fuschia's, and their meaning was clear to her: Stupid.Fuschia almost spit out when she met Hayden's deceitful gaze, by how ridiculous the situation was.It was a tough day for Fuschia.The luncheon ended well. But then Hayden asks to meet her separately to confirm her decision. Hayden questioned her this and that, and it was exhausting. Luckily Hayden didn't act intimated with her because there weren't many eyes around them that required Hayden to act sweet to Fuschia.“Thank you, my Fuschia. I