INICIAR SESIÓNWhen Lydia Ferrell raised her question, more guests began to notice Eleanor's hands.Cassandra saw that Eleanor's hands were still wrapped in bandages and secretly sneered.It seems Eleanor has already prepared her reason for losing.Eleanor glanced at Cassandra without meaning to.Though Cassandra had almost been late, she radiated a fearless, determined air, as if she were prepared to die for her goal.In fact, Cassandra was determined to win this live competition.She had no way out.Whatever it took, she had to beat Eleanor in front of Julian, and let him see with his own eyes that she was the outstanding, high-class woman who deserved him.For the competition, the Museum had provided Eleanor and Cassandra with two high-quality replicas of an antique piece of jewelry. The damaged parts were exactly the same as on the original, testing both women's craftsmanship and restoration skill.Only the one who stood out in the end would be qualified to restore the genuine antique.Soon, Mus
"On what grounds?"Eleanor immediately countered with a question."Because your hands are injured... In your current state, you wouldn't win even if you competed with Cassandra on the spot. You'd only embarrass yourself..."Before Julian could finish, Eleanor cut in with sarcasm:"Even if I lose face completely, it won't affect you, Mr. Cross. Will it?""Do you have to think of me that way?"Julian's expression changed instantly."You think I'm stopping you just to avoid losing face?""What else?"Eleanor had barely finished asking before she pretended to suddenly understand."Oh, right. And clearing the way for Cassandra by getting rid of me. You've done that before.""Eleanor!"Julian couldn't help getting angry.That wasn't what he meant at all.The restoration competition at the Valdorian National Museum had invited many renowned jewelry designers, collectors, and master restorers of antiques.They were all industry professionals.Eleanor's hands hadn't healed. If she went, she wo
The venue was dimly lit, but Julian could still clearly see the tears glistening in Cassandra's eyes."...Fine."Julian stood up.Cassandra stood up too.The two walked out of the venue, one after the other. They made no intimate gestures, but to outsiders they looked very close.A waiter booked a private meeting room for Julian and Cassandra.The room was spacious, and only the two of them were inside."Julian, do you know that Eleanor's hands are injured?""I do."Julian frowned slightly."I heard it from someone at the Valdorian National Museum.""The Museum?"Seeing Julian's surprise, Cassandra sighed helplessly. "It's a job Eleanor took on before, restoring antique jewelry for the Museum... But now that her hands are injured, the people at the Museum came to me, hoping I could take over. Eleanor refused. To make her give up, the Museum arranged for the two of us to do the restoration on the spot, and whoever does it better gets the job..."At this, Cassandra lowered her head in e
Julian's eyelids lifted slightly.He shouldn't be surprised by this.Ever since that day in Westmarch when he'd shown Eleanor the divorce certificate, she had seemed to remove him from her life.On the very night she received it, she'd left the hotel and gone to spend time with Caleb.And now...Now Eleanor had Anson at her side.Anson saw that Julian's hands, at his sides, were clenched into fists."Mr. Cross, when you visit an injured person, the patient's wishes naturally come first. Please leave now!"Julian didn't say another word and turned to go.Though it was the dead of winter, he was soaked in sweat from running.And he'd been turned away.For the first time, Julian felt like a fool.In the hospital room, Eleanor lay on the bed. From where she lay, she could easily catch a glimpse of the view downstairs.Julian was striding toward his royal blue Bentley.Anson opened the door and came in, just as Eleanor turned her eyes away from the window."Apples, strawberries, mango, gra
The huge bedroom was completely silent.Eleanor said nothing, and Caleb lay as still as a dead man.When he saw her arrive, his eyes lit up for a moment. But the deep hollows around them made his gaze look somewhat frightening.Eleanor first poured Caleb a glass of water and held it to his lips.With his parched throat moistened, Caleb finally spoke first:"They brought you here to persuade me...""Yes."Eleanor admitted it honestly.She had no reason to deceive him."Oh..."A cold laugh escaped from deep in Caleb's throat."You want to persuade me to marry Isabelle too?"His gaunt, emaciated face was terribly gloomy."I'd rather starve myself than marry her... Why? Why can't my devotion move you?""Because I don't love you."Hearing Eleanor's resolute words again, Caleb angrily swung his hand and knocked over the things on the table.They clattered to the floor, missing Eleanor and hitting Caleb himself."You're so cruel, Eleanor... Why can't you just like me?""Because you can't bea
Eleanor was stunned.Her long lashes lifted, and Julian's handsome face was reflected in her eyes.His expression was very serious.She couldn't understand why he was saying this to her so seriously.She remembered the fireworks he'd set off.Hot air balloons, a cake, a fireworks display.It had indeed been an extremely romantic birthday party.Though she'd been confused at the time, she had still been deeply moved.But the more moved she was, the more touched, the more excited...The more it stabbed her, the more it hurt, and the deeper the wound went.Eleanor was silent for a long while before smiling faintly."Don't get me wrong. You didn't set off those fireworks for me."They were for Cassandra.They had been a gift and compensation for helping her win the rough gemstone she'd ordered.Eleanor tried to shake off Julian's hand, but he held her arm tight. She couldn't pull free and only felt a sharp pain in her arm."What are you doing?!"When Anson appeared, Julian let go.He saw







