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Nicole placed her hand on her stomach, gently caressing it. She had been doing it constantly the entire time. I couldn't help wondering if she was doing it intentionally... to remind me that she was carrying Brandon's child. Did she think it would make me jealous? Did she expect me to feel hurt? Well, I wouldn’t say it didn’t affect me at all, but what she didn’t know was that her pregnancy had actually made it easier for me to let go of my feelings for Brandon. "Oh, Oni," Nicole said. Her voice was dripped with false sympathy. "Are you really sad?" I looked at her without answering. "Are you sad that I’m marrying the man you love?" She continued, narrowing her brows in a display of false concern. "...and that you have to stand here and help choose the bridal dress for me?" "I’m not sad, Nicole," I replied calmly. "So you don’t have to worry about me." "Are you sure?" She tilted her head. "It must be difficult, whether you want to admit it or not. Watching the man you loved
"It still feels unreal that you’re getting married in just a few days," Granny said with a warm smile. "Soon, you’ll have a family of your own." I shook my head. "You and Grandpa were my first family, Granny. You’ll always be my family. Everyone else comes after you." We sat together on the garden bench, slowly sipping coffee from our mugs. The peaceful morning air and Granny’s company made everything feel comforting. But moments like this had become rare ever since I started working at the office. "You grew up so quickly, my child," she murmured as she gently caressed my hair. "I’m going to miss you." The sadness in her voice made my heart ache. And honestly, there was something that had been troubling me for the past few days as well. After marrying Andreas, I would have to leave Granny behind in this house. Would Uncle Matthew and his family take proper care of her? Granny already spent most of her days alone, either sitting in the garden or staying quietly in her room.
The moment I stepped into the living room, I saw Nicole and Aunt Pamela sitting together, excitedly looking at something on their phones. And sitting beside them was Brandon’s mother, Celina, calmly sipping coffee from a cup. Aunt Jasmine was with them as well, and judging by the way they were gathered together, it seemed like something was going on. Oh, right. How could I forget? Yesterday evening, Brandon and Nicole had announced that their wedding would take place next month. Nicole was naturally on cloud nine. The moment the announcement was made, she had started planning everything with so much excitement that no one in the house could possibly miss it. She had even taken a break from work at the company just to focus entirely on planning her dream wedding. And here I was. My own wedding was only a few days away, yet there was no excitement, no planning... nothing at all. I let out a sigh. Lowering my head, I quietly made my way towards my room, hoping to avoid them. "Oh..
Climbing out of the cab, I looked at the bar in front of me. It was the most luxurious and expensive bar in the city. Of course, Andreas King wouldn't go to just any bar. Taking a deep breath, I walked towards the entrance. However, just as I was about to walk inside, one of the guards stepped in front of me. "Madam, may I see your pass?" "Pass?" I blinked, caught off guard. Of course. A place this exclusive would require a pass. The problem was, I didn't have one. "I..." I hesitated. "I'm sorry, but you can't enter without one," the guard said flatly, dismissing me. "But I'm here to meet someone." The guard didn't even bother looking at me. His gaze remained fixed ahead. "Please step aside. You're blocking the entrance," the other guard added. I stood there with my mouth slightly open, completely at a loss. With no other choice, I stepped away from the entrance and stood a short distance from the door. Pulling out my phone, I dialed Diago's number. He answered afte
I stepped out of my car after parking it and made my way towards the office building. The ride up to my floor was unusually quiet since the office was still mostly empty. Of course, it was. I had arrived early. It was because there was a mountain of pending work waiting for me. I sighed as I thought about everything I had to deal with today... again. It had been five days since I became the head designer, yet the employees' attitude towards me remained the same. I had tried my best to be friendly and approachable. I hadn't complained about anything, even though they had given me more than enough reasons to. Julia still hadn't finished the designs, and I had to gather the old records myself because Helena refused to do it. Chloe ignored every task I assigned to her, claiming she was too busy with the other collection work. But it wasn't enough. To make matters worse, the work on the summer collection had barely progressed, and our deadline was getting close. In the end, many of th
My new office wasn't anything grand. It was simply another cubicle right beside Kristy's office. She had mentioned that they would make a few modifications later, but honestly, I didn't mind even if they didn't. I was perfectly content with what I had. Once I settled into my chair, I turned on my computer and began going through the files Kristy had sent me. They contained everything I needed to know about the ongoing projects, clients, upcoming assignments, and other important details. There was so much to catch up on. At first, I felt overwhelmed by the amount of information, but slowly, everything began to make sense. Still, it took me the entire morning to go through everything. I was so absorbed in my work that I completely lost track of time. "You know, you don't have to finish everything in one day. You need to eat too." My attention was drawn away from the computer by the familiar voice. I raised my head and saw Elara standing in front of my desk with a warm smile on he







