Waverly was visibly gleeful as she enjoyed everyone admiring her.After trying on the gown, she thought of how rare it was for Anthony to come out with her. She said, “Anthony, Mother asked me to pick my wedding ring, and I want to buy Ohly’s. It is a meaningful brand, after all.”The Ohly brand permitted only one ring purchase per person.Anthony glared at her coldly, his thin lips curving into a weak smirk.Did Waverly think they were seriously getting married?Suddenly, he recalled that Ohly was owned by Charmine.Thinking of how happily in love she was with Maurice, his entire being emanated gloom as he emotionlessly replied, “Okay.”After they left the workshop, Anthony phoned Ohly’s headquarters and insisted on getting in touch with their president to customize a luxury ring.A hint of pride welled within Waverly as she heard this.She wondered how Charmine would feel when she saw Anthony taking her to buy a ring from her shop?How exciting!…At the [Recovery] set.
Charmine returned to her seat coldly. Maurice, on the other hand, worried about her injury, came to her with a glass of warm water and some painkillers. “Does it hurt? Do you need more rest?”“It’s fine.” Charmine’s tone sounded distant, but at the thought of how they had to continue shooting afterward, she took the glass and painkillers from Maurice and thanked him, “Thanks.”Maurice was disconcerted as he gazed at her. It felt as if she treated him colder than before.It was as if she was intentionally keeping her distance from him.Did he do something that made her misunderstand? Did she perhaps think that he had ill-intentions?Maurice frowned. Just as he was about to say something, her phone that she tossed onto the table rang.Charmine looked at the caller and noted the caller ID was of her company, her Ohly. She picked up the phone and answered with a professional tone, “What is it?”“President Jordan, a customer wants to spend about 1.3 to 1.4 billion in customizing two
The staff nodded. “Okay.” Hearing Anthony’s response, Waverly’s once worried expression was overtaken by smugness. She could feel everyone’s look of admiration. With a victorious smile spreading across her lower face, she could not help reaching out to put her arms around Anthony. “I feel so spoiled, sweetheart.” Who would have thought that he would not even blink when spending 1.34 billion! He would spend so much on her! Before she could touch Anthony’s hand, however, he coldly evaded her. Waverly’s hands hung mid-air. Her face was pale, but she instantly put on a gentle smile and said, “I’m happy.” It did not matter what Anthony was thinking. All that mattered was that others thought he treated her well and that she was marrying into the Bailey family. The title was worth it! As for whether he cared about her, she knew and was not lying to herself. He did not care about her. However, they would have more time to spend together once she married him. She believed that h
Anthony clenched his fists. When he saw how indifferent Charmine was, it hurt him to even breathe. Charmine nonchalantly closed her script and looked at him, calmly adding, “Is there anything else, Mr. Bailey?” Anthony bit back his anger, and he wanted to ask why she had become so heartless. However, the words went against his heart when he instead said, “I hope Ms. Jordan designs something unique. My fiancée likes unique things.” Charmine’s grip on her script tightened, but her delicate face remained incredibly serene. “Sure. We’ve received the payment, after all. I’ll try my best to meet my client’s request.” She looked at Anthony coldly as if she was an outsider. “The ring will be made within a week or so. I hope you and your fiancée will have a long, happy relationship.” Truth be told, it hurt Charmine to even utter those words. It felt like her heart was punctured. Anthony’s face turned green. He glared at her for a while before his lips curled up into a mocking smile.
Anthony frowned. Was Charmine asleep? He finally looked away and was ready to drive away...when the other room in the villa lit up. He stopped and turned off his engines. Lighting up another cigarette and holding it between his fingers, he leaned against his window and looked at the lit-up room. Even though he no longer existed in her world, the light in that room was like the only source of light in his ever-darkening world. He watched her wordlessly. Not a sound came from his surroundings, and countless cigarette heads laid outside his car. He snapped out of his thoughts and looked at the time. It was already four in the morning. Anthony looked at the brightly lit room on the second floor. Had she not fallen asleep? Could she not sleep? Was it because of him? That last thought brought out a self-deprecating smile out of him. How could it be him? She no longer loved him. Still, why did she have trouble sleeping? Suddenly, he thought of something, and his ey
Charmine blurted, “Mo, why are you here?” “I moved here,” responded Maurice. He then quickly explained as he did not want her to misunderstand, “Don’t get me wrong, Gem. I’ve actually paid the down-payment here a long time ago.” Charmine laughed. “Don’t worry.” There were so many villas here. She could not deny anyone from moving in around her. Maurice said gently, “I’m just worried you’d misunderstand me. Don’t worry, I don’t have any ill-intention.” “Don’t worry.” Charmine held the bouquet close to her as she then offered, “Would you like to come in?” Maurice, however, declined, “No need. I’ll have to get back to the set after moving in.” “Alright, then.” Charmine then noticed both Maurice and Sofia moving in his belongings, thus she went in to place the bouquet before heading out to help the duo. Maurice treated her so well, and she could not keep being indebted to him. She moved to pick up his box before Maurice took it from her. “No need to worry, Gem, we can m
Maurice’s body might falter without food… Charmine looked at Maurice. Recalling how kind he had been treating her, she did not hesitate to nod. “Okay.” Sofia let out a sigh of relief, “Thank you, Ms. Jordan.” “You’re welcome. Don’t mention it.” Charmine turned back to look at Maurice. His face was pale as he sat quietly on the sofa, visibly weak. Charmine’s expression was washed with pity. He was a good-hearted man; he should not be punished by his illness. She had to cure him. This could be her returning the favor to him.... At night, Charmine came home from work and washed up before going over to Maurice’s. He was not awake yet. Charmine frowned and asked Sofia, “Does he usually lose consciousness this long?” “Yes,” replied Sofia, “and he’ll wake up tomorrow morning.” Charmine sympathized with him. She then thought it through and said, “I’ll make soup. He can heat it up when he wakes up tomorrow.” If not, she had to rush for the design tonight and probably
Charmine even admitted her relationship with Maurice!? Heh. There he was, ironically worried about her losing her sleep. Anthony even tossed his work aside just to keep her company. Still outside the villa, he looked around as a self-deprecating smile made its way to his face. Since when had he been at this low point in his life? Only Charmine could do this to him. Meanwhile, when the police found out that there was no illegal substance, they became embarrassed. They still had to finish what was protocol before rushing out to leave. When the door opened, Anthony stayed out of sight but glimpsed through the door gap. He found out that Maurice was lying on the sofa, seemingly...ill? It was just one quick look, and the door closed. Anthony stared at the shut door, his anger abruptly dissipating. Was Maurice ill? Did that mean Charmine did not do anything intimate with him?... Charmine went to sit on the sofa and frowned. Illegal substances? Only Anthony would d
There was an unnoticeable glint in Sonia's eyes. She nestled herself further into Harry's arms as she added, "Let’s go to Pares. We'll come back after I give birth to the baby.""Alright."Harry stayed by Sonia's side as he watched over her, cared for her, and talked to her until she finally slept in his care.He stood up tiredly and walked out of the room to sit in the living room.Thuck!Something fell out of his pocket.He narrowed his eyes to the source of sound and spotted a USB.Since when did he have a USB in his pocket?With a small frown on his face, Harry curiously picked it up and noticed the front side of the USB glowing. Something was carved onto its surface, too.[Granger].Was it Dior’s USB? Why was her USB inside his pocket?Harry’s clear fingers held on the USB tightly. He thought for a moment before he took out a laptop, turned it on, and plugged in the USB.A moment later, the screen showed what seemed to be peculiar surveillance footage with a descriptio
Dior was still lost in her storm of thoughts when a shadowy figure zipped past her and ran toward Harry.When she spotted this familiar figure, she reacted quickly and held onto him."Let go of me!" growled Guy. "How dare he slap you and misunderstood you? I have to beat some sense into him!"Harry broke free and chased after Harry.Dior, despite having lost all hope and life in her, mustered the last strand of her will to chase after Guy and reeled him back. "Brother, don't," she muttered, "spare your energy…" Her sorrow clouded her eyes as she mumbled, "He’s the man I love. Even though he hates me, I won’t allow you to hurt him. As for the explanation…"Dior smiled ironically. "Whatever. That slap decimated every beautiful daydream I have about him, anyway."She no longer expected anything from him.He had no trust in her, so what would it matter if she finally got him? He did not even love her, and he did not trust her either.Dior smiled elegantly, but her eyes were fille
Dior looked forward to that new shift.She watched as Harry made his way into the restaurant silently, unable to deter her mind from the daydreams she had of him, of the new chapter of their story they would have.He would apologize to her, trying to redeem himself, and kiss her dearly as he embraced her. Later down the line, they would have a child of their own, too.Harry's long legs walked in strides, his dark gaze trained on Dior.The bright light shone on Dior’s delicately stunning face, and she also wore a red dress.He remembered her wearing this back in Mount Village.He could remember how alluring she looked back then, how they stayed in the same room, how she put down her ego to treat him with so much gentleness.Harry’s cold face mellowed down, but recalling a certain memory, the vague wistfulness in him vanished and he sat in front of her.Dior looked at him fondly, like she always would. "Long time no see."Her eyes burned brightly as if she wanted to drink in his
Dior examined the footage the moment she received it.True enough, it showed Sonia and George talking about their little deal. It also showed how Dior was telling the truth while they both ganged up on her.Dior’s frail heart felt as though it was rejuvenated once more, feeling as though blood was once more pumped into her heart. Her dull eyes devoid of hope regained their lost luster once more.Not thinking twice, she dialed Harry's number with this evidence, though he had to be busy, seeing as he did not pick up even after the phone rang for a long while.Just as she was about to hang up, Harry picked up the phone."What do you want?"On the other end of the call was the voice that she had missed for so long. His low, hoarse voice sounded so cold and emotionless.Hearing his voice brought Dior back to the image of his handsome face, and her heart skipped a beat.She tried her best to restrain her fluttering emotions as she tried to speak calmly, "Do you have time? I’d like to
At Mount Village…Inside the elegant bamboo house was Dior, dressed in a beige dress. She sat in the front yard as she took sips of her wine.The sunlight shone past the leaves and illuminated her, yet she exuded an air of loneliness.She swirled the glass and could not help recalling the moments she spent with Harry.In the beginning, she was attracted by his looks; he looked so gentle and elegant.She gave him money, kept him company, and continuously showed up around him in hopes of conquering him.Alas, she ended up in this state.The time she spent with him in Mount Village was the happiest time she had ever had. They had lived inside the bamboo house together, where he took care of her and claimed her to be his woman.They even laid inside the same room.Everything was so beautiful.Cursed was her luck, however, that it was just an illusion. He had been using her from the start, while he chose to stay with the woman who lied to him and even hurt him!No matter how mu
"Although Susan was unhappy, she should've voiced out her displeasure instead of bottling things. Cheating is wrong, regardless. Furthermore, if she wanted a career, she didn't have to stay home and depend on her husband."Grandma Bailey halted.Was that what Charmine truly thought of?Grandma Bailey thought Charmine would find Susan too aggressive unto herself.Charmine glanced at Susan again and apathetically commented, "She doesn't want to make money on her own, but she wants to be rich while complaining about her man not making time for her and taking care of her? If a woman has no ability of her own and also blames others for her miseries, all she's worth is to sit quietly at home and wait for her husband to come home. She also has no right to cheat! This is how the world works."Charmine patted Grandma Bailey’s shoulder and held Anthony’s hand, her words met with everyone's evidently surprised gazes and their silence.Grandma Bailey was shocked. Sure, Charmine sounded rathe
The colossal cruise started to drift away from the pier.Eric stood on the cruise and let the wind blow at him, loneliness and hatred still oozing from his being.He stared at the blue ocean ahead of him as Charmine's words rang in his mind unceasingly.'Will you really feel good after you've killed them?''You saw Susan suffering from a serious wound; would you still kill the one sibling you have left in the world?'"Forgive them and yourself.'Deliberating everything carefully, his lips curled into a bitter smile.It was true, after all, that Charmine understood him the most.Eric poured himself another drink and downed it with loneliness as he allowed the cruise to bring him wherever it would take him.…Susan was still inside the operating room when Charmine and the rest of the Baileys rushed into the hospital.Darryl stood before the room, his expression blank, his figure lonely and helpless.So many things had happened in half a day.He found out about his wife's inf
"No one's stopping you now. Eat!"Anthony clenched his hands tightly and took another glance at Charmine. He was more determined than before, and he was close to eating the pills in the bottle.Charmine, who was held hostage, gradually opened her eyes at that moment. Her gaze drifted toward Eric before she asked, her tone challenging, "Will you really feel good after you've killed them? You saw Susan suffering from a serious wound; would you still kill the one sibling you have left in the world?"Eric halted, and his eyes darkened.Charmine had just woken up, yet what she said…He cast a cold glance at Charmine. "It's my business, and it has nothing to do with you!"They were his family, and he did not want a family like this!Charmine looked squarely at him. "Eric, I don’t care if you used me or plotted against me all these years; I've treated you like a true friend, nothing more nor less. You were the only person who stayed by my side in the past five years, so I hope that you
Anthony's breath hitched when he saw Charmine.He clenched his fists and, without doubting himself, relented "I can agree to your terms, so let her go right away. This has nothing to do with her; you only hate me after all. As long as you let her go, I'll take the pill. Everything will end right away."Susan shook her head. "We'll die after eating the pill. I’m not taking that!"She had just reunited with Eric, and she did not want to die yet. She looked at Eric and begged, "Please let Anthony be, why don't you? He’s your brother, after all, and he doesn’t even know about your existence. If you’re really angry, just kill Charmine, and I'll make it up to you—"Anthony's expression contorted in sheer fury upon hearing Susan's plea, and he glared at her with murderous intent."This was all your fault, so what right do you have to make Charmine take your blame?!""What on earth are you going on about?" snapped Grandma Bailey. "Charmine has been kidnapped because of you, yet you want