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He Chose my Cousin, so I Chose Revenge Chapter 185
I was in the kitchen early, rinsing strawberries in a small colander while the kettle hummed on the stove. Julian was still asleep, and the apartment had that particular stillness it only seemed to hold before the day began. I had planned to spend the morning answering emails from the Kyoto artisans and finalizing next month’s display schedule at the boutique.The phone rang before the water boiled. It was my mother. Her voice sounded lighter than usual at first, as if she didn’t want to trouble me, but there was something under it—a thin thread that made my stomach tighten.“I do not want to worry you,” she said, “but I am not feeling well. It has been going on for a few days. Your father thinks I should get it checked, but I thought I would tell you first.”I set the colander in the sink and reached for a towel. “What kind of not feeling well?”She hesitated. “It is probably nothing. Some tiredness, some dizziness. I thought it was the weather, but it is not going away.”“Have you b
He Chose my Cousin, so I Chose Revenge Chapter 184
The boutique had been quiet all afternoon. The kind of quiet where you could hear the faint ticking of the clock on the back wall and the soft hum of the refrigerator in the stockroom. I had spent most of the day folding scarves, rearranging a stack of handwoven shawls, and brushing a faint trail of lint from the shoulders of two display dresses. It was work I could have done in half the time, but I was in no rush.Julian was at the counter, reading something on his tablet. Every so often, he would glance at the front door as if expecting someone to come in, but no one did. The rain outside had thinned to a steady drizzle, soft enough that you could forget it was there until you looked out at the wet pavement.I was carrying a box of newly delivered ceramics to the display table when Lena stepped in, shaking the rain from her coat. She greeted Julian and then looked at me with a face that told me whatever she had to say would not be small.“Tell me you have a few minutes,” she said.“
He Chose my Cousin, so I Chose Revenge Chapter 183
I was halfway through rearranging the display in the front window when I heard Julian’s voice from the back room. He was on the phone, but I could tell from the tone that it was not a supplier or customer. The low, measured sound he used meant he was listening carefully.When he hung up, he came toward me, wiping his hands on the dish towel he always seemed to carry when he was in the boutique. “You have seen the news yet?”I stepped down from the stool I had been using to reach the top shelf. “No. What news?”Instead of answering, he reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and held it out to me. On the screen was a headline from an industry blog. Arc & Loom announces rebrand with sustainability focus.I read it twice before handing it back. The name landed like a stone in my stomach. Arc & Loom was the proxy label Alessia had used to funnel my stolen designs into the market. The last I had heard, they had gone completely silent.“Lena just called me,” Julian said. “She wanted
He Chose my Cousin, so I Chose Revenge Chapter 182
The apartment was quiet that evening. Julian had gone to meet an old friend for dinner, leaving me with the hum of the refrigerator and the occasional sound of a car passing on the street below. I made a cup of chamomile tea and set it on the desk by the window, then pulled out the small stack of envelopes I kept in the back of the drawer.They were all addressed the same way—in my own handwriting, without dates, without explanations. I had started the habit years ago, in the first weeks of my life as Noelle, when speaking aloud felt dangerous and writing was the only way to lay a thought down without it being taken apart by someone else.I took a fresh sheet of paper from the drawer, smoothing it against the desk. The pen felt comfortable in my hand, as though it had been waiting. I did not think too much about the first sentence.You are doing harder things than you planned, and you are holding them more gently than you thought you could.The words surprised me. They were not about
He Chose my Cousin, so I Chose Revenge Chapter 181
The week had been full of noise, the kind that did not come from hammers or sewing machines but from conversations, emails, and headlines that seemed to follow me into every quiet corner. By the time Sunday arrived, I wanted nothing more than a day without demands.Julian suggested the river. It was late morning when we left the apartment, the air just warm enough to walk without a coat. The city was slower on Sundays, as if even the traffic had decided to take a softer route. We stopped at a bakery along the way for coffee and small pastries wrapped in brown paper. The warm scent of butter and sugar drifted up as we walked, mingling with the faint sharpness of roasted coffee.The riverbank was only a fifteen-minute walk, but by the time we reached it, the pace of the city felt far away. The water moved in an unhurried rhythm, catching the light in shifting patterns. Boats passed now and then—some small and private, others carrying families or tourists who leaned over the sides to tak
He Chose my Cousin, so I Chose Revenge Chapter 180
The call came on a Thursday morning, the kind of day where the boutique felt half-asleep in the early hours. The light outside was soft, and the air inside was still carrying the faint scent of cedar from the shelves Julian had oiled the night before. I was in the back, checking a delivery from the tailor, when Claudia called out that a representative from Auréa was on the line.Auréa was a luxury cosmetics company known for their gold-leaf packaging and equally polished marketing campaigns. I had seen their name in my inbox before, always in the context of an event or an invitation, but this time Claudia’s tone made me pause.“They say it is a formal proposal,” she added, holding out the phone.I took it, balancing the box of finished blouses on my hip. “This is Juliana.”The voice on the other end introduced herself as Mireille, the brand’s global partnerships director. She spoke with the kind of ease that comes from delivering offers people rarely turn down.“We have been following
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