Our Dearest Pains のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Three months ago, when Layla returned to America, sadness became an ocean, but she forced herself to swim so she could see Ivory being happy again. And after Ivory died, Layla drowned. “Dear Layla, we are sorry. Maximo Investment can’t accept your submission despite your good qualifications. Try again next year. Thank you.” A long blonde-haired lady read out, sitting in front of her laptop. She took a deep, disappointed breath, her eyes withered sadly. Maximo investment was her last hope because it was the fifteenth company she applied to, and the other fourteen companies had rejected her. Layla shifted the chair back a little and rested her head on the table, her head touching the laptop keyboard. When Layla was twelve, she won a scholarship from an unknown organization, which sponsored her throughout her educational years. After she graduated from the most expensive university in New York as the best student of the year, the organization secured her a job in Spain, and she move

Layla walked out of her mansion elegantly in a beautiful short silver lace gown and black stiletto heels, with a black purse in her hand. Her face was layered with a light powder and a white lip gloss was applied to her round dried pink lips to make them a little wet.She took her step slowly because she wasn’t comfortable in the gown and heels. It was her first time wearing such a dress, but since it fitted for the outing, she had no option.Mia opened the car door and Layla got inside.Mia closed the door and entered the front seat.Layla put the bag beside her and had a second look at herself in the car's front mirror. “What’s the schedule for today?” Layla asked. Mia turned back to her a little. “We are heading to President Mason’s office now and we will attend Asher and Avery’s engagement party later in the day.”Layla frowned her face, surprised. “Engagement party?!”The sadness that struck Layla didn’t let her log into her social media account for the past weeks, so she didn’

President Mason wrapped up the file he spent hours correcting. He placed it on the right side of his desk and took another file from the left side and put it in front of him on the desk. He opened the first pages, and as he laid the pen on it to work, he halted and tapped his forehead.“What's next?”He thought for a minute and let out, “I should call Evelyn; this is unusual of her.”He took out his phone, and just when he wanted to dial her number, Mrs. Evelyn entered.Mrs. Evelyn bent her head. "Good morning, sir. How’s your night?""It's fine,” he replied with simplicity. “Why are you late? I have been so worried.""I am sorry for troubling you, sir," she apologized. “I went to bed late last night and ended up waking up late. I'm sorry, sir.”"It's fine. You have been my secretary for over nineteen years, and this is the first time you are late. So, if I am not worried about you, I am not human," he pointed out, smiling.He put his phone down. "How's where you went? Any good news a

Layla stomped out of Perficient Investment. She opened the car door and slammed it after she entered.She hit the steering wheel, grinding her teeth. "That son of a bitch! Fuck you!"She breathed heavily for ten seconds, thinking of what to do, but nothing came to her mind. She looked at the company entrance again and started the car to drive out. And as she wanted to reverse, Avery drove in.Layla turned off the car's engine and parked. She watched patiently till Avery parked beside her, and immediately after Avery got out of her car, Layla winded down the car glass."Avery." She called.Avery looked back and smiled, seeing Layla. "Layla."Layla got out of the car and walked to Avery. "Good day. How’s your day?""My days are always the same," Avery sighed, joking, "as the star girl, who directors want in their movies, and with many ambassadorial deals from different companies, It's always busy and stressful going from one show to another."Layla beamed."What about you? What are you

Layla drove into Perficient Investment with excitement running around her face. She parked in the parking lot and wore her sunglasses. She picked up the file on the back seat and got out of the car, holding the file lightly in her hand. She walked into the company elegantly, raising her chin. She entered the top floor and met only Aria. Aria was placing her hand on the desk. "Good morning," Layla greeted, but Aria didn’t hear her. "Good morning." Layla raised her voice a little, but Aria still didn’t hear her. She walked closer and tapped the desk three times before Aria raised her head from the desk in a shocked tone. "Hun!" Layla beamed. "Good morning." Aria feigned an insincere smile, responding with her voice stammering, "go-od morning." "How’s your day?" She added. "Fine," Layla answered, raising concern in a low voice. "Are you okay?" Aria brushed her hands through her swollen eyes, which illustrated that she cried for a long time. She glittered her face with a smile and