登入My fiancé, Everett Prescott, spent five whole years designing my wedding dress, and it finally arrived today. Except I couldn't zip it up. It stayed wide open until my best friend, Sienna Hart, slipped into the dress perfectly. The fabric hugged her curves like a second skin. She turned to my fiancé with an exasperated sigh. "Everett, are you serious? You got Leah’s size wrong. Again." My blood ran cold. Over the five years Everett and I had been together, this wasn't the first time he'd conveniently forgotten my measurements. When he bought me pajamas that were a size too small, he just blinked, flashing that easy grin of his. "Oh, wait. I think this is Sienna's size, right? Let's just give it to her. I'll buy you another set." When my engagement ring turned out to be too small, he scratched the back of his neck and shrugged. "My bad. Well, we already bought it, so we might as well give it to Sienna. Lucky her." Our wedding was in two days, and once again, he got the measurements dead wrong. Everett rubbed his nose, giving a weak laugh. "Totally my fault, babe. My bad. I'll just take it back to the shop and get it altered." "Everett, altering a custom wedding dress takes at least six months," I said, my voice barely a whisper. He offered a helpless smile. "Well, you can't exactly walk down the aisle without a dress, right? Don't worry about it. As soon as the dress is altered, we'll have the wedding immediately. We've already waited five years. What's another six months?" Right then, my phone buzzed in my palm. [Sweetheart, the guy you have an arranged marriage with is flying back into the country in two days. I don't care what excuse you have this time. You’re coming home and marrying him!] I stared at the screen for a long time before replying: [Got it. I'll be there.] I spent five long years waiting around for this wedding. I'm not waiting another six months.
查看更多When Everett rushed to the office, an emergency board meeting was already underway.The conference room was filled with grim-faced shareholders, while Sienna sat in the corner, her face deathly pale, her hands desperately clutching the skirt over her knees. Her hands were shaking, and her lips trembled uncontrollably."Everett,” an elderly shareholder spoke up, his tone heavy and solemn, "Given our current situation, I'm afraid there's only one option left."Everett stood at the doorway of the boardroom, staring at the terrifying string of figures displayed on the projection screen.The harsh lights of the conference room shone on his face, highlighting the dark circles under his eyes and his hollow cheeks.Everett had lost a tremendous amount of weight, his white button-down hanging loosely on his frame.Suddenly, a quiet smile flickered across his lips.It was a faint, fleeting smile. Partly mocking himself, partly a sense of strange relief."File for bankruptcy," Everett s
Just because I chose not to actively demand my due didn't mean the debt was forgiven or wiped clean.Yet Everett's biggest problem was never Tristan but himself.Sienna later reached out through a mutual acquaintance to pass along a message, claiming she had warned Everett countless times to put his focus back into his company.Even with the overseas channels severed, there were still opportunities to pivot domestically.He simply refused to listen.Everett drank all day, drowning himself in alcohol, and spent every waking, sober moment hunting for me.He drove over to the gated community where Tristan and I lived, waiting near the entrance for days at a time.When security chased him away, he'd just move to another spot and keep waiting.There was one evening when he ambushed me down in my office building's underground parking garage.I had stayed late working overtime. The moment the elevator doors slid open, I saw Everett leaning against the wall. He was unshaven, his eyes
I rested my head against Tristan’s shoulder and closed my eyes.I didn't tell him "I love you."In my heart, I quietly thought that maybe very soon, I would be able to.…Every now and then, rumors about Everett would reach my ears.At first, he started waiting downstairs outside my office building.When security called to ask how I wanted to handle it, I simply asked them to send him away.When he refused to leave, he sat by the flower bed outside for three solid hours.In the end, security had no choice but to escort him off the property. Looking down from my office window, he looked like an absolute wreck sitting by that planter. His suit was rumpled, his hair unstyled, looking like a completely different person from the pristine, polished Everett of the past.Later on, he tried calling me from various random numbers.Whenever I picked up and heard his voice, I immediately hung up and blocked the number.He'd swap to a new line, and I'd block that one too.We went back
Two blisters had puffed up on my heels, throbbing in pain all day, but I couldn't bring myself to kick off my shoes in front of everyone.Now that I could finally breathe, I pulled my feet up onto the couch and let out a long, heavy exhale.Tristan pushed the door open, carrying a glass of water.He had shed his suit jacket, leaving just his crisp white button-down with the sleeves rolled halfway up his forearms, revealing the sharp, lean lines of his wrists.He walked over and handed me the glass."Exhausted?""A little."He glanced down at my raw, reddened heels, a slight crease forming between his brows.Without a word, he dropped to one knee, pulled a pair of hotel slippers from the entryway closet, unwrapped the plastic, and set them gently beside my feet.The gesture was so natural, so effortless, like he had done it a thousand times before.I blinked, momentarily caught off guard.Tristan looked up at me, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "What is it?""Nothing," I s






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