38: Heartbreak Remedy

Fenella’s POV

"Hey, why so fierce?" He chuckled.

"Oscar praised you and promised to make you the main model for his new collection series. Perfumes, dance dresses, accessories, and even lingerie. Isn't that great?" Alan asked as if trying to persuade me.

"I don't know; I feel like I can't focus on my work. I'm not enthusiastic about all this suddenly," I said, still gloomy, wiping my wet cheeks.

I didn't even care about my makeup, which had begun to smear unevenly. Although I used waterproof makeup, my makeup was still not perfect and was starting to be erased by my own hands.

"Hm, what if I cheer you up?" Alan asked.

"Come on, follow me." Alan reached for my wrist.