Semua Bab THE GLASS WIFE; the storm he built himself : Bab 71 - Bab 80

SERENA’S POV You will be surprised how silent our mansion can be especially after an incident so striking as me having loads of gift boxes getting tucked away in my bedroom. There was no noise. No comments. No questions. And above all, no quarrels. Can you believe that? I won’t lie to you I half expected Eliot to stop me at the stairs the next morning. To say something or just question what I was doing. His mistress-May saw it all after all. It wouldn’t be shocking if she informed him. But in the end, he did not. Did nothing at all. To my absolute surprise and partial disappointment. I for sure wanted to brag about my stuffs. It wasn’t even easy going to bed after unboxing each and every one of them. Wasn’t easy to stop smiling as more of Axel’s teasing and absolute ridiculousness filled my mind. But I did it anyways. Slept, woke up lighter than ever, had a shower the next day, then grabbed my stuff, sketches and everything important before jumping into my car and driving all

SERENA'S POV “No. 2, quick!” the coordinator’s assistant hissed, urging the next contestant as all the previous models came strutting back in. Proud smiles on their faces. I didn’t even get to gauge the judges’ responses from their expressions before yet another round of astounding designs flew in my face. “Whoa!” I exclaimed in my spot, lips parted open as I took in what could only be the most eye bulging outfit ever! “Are those lights?” A contestant asked from beside me, star struck as I was. This round of models seemed to be adorned with dresses made of jagged silver, their shoulders padded and jutting high up like some armor! All with LED lights stitched intricately into them. Causing several sparkles and reflections as they hit the lights of the tent and even more so of the stage itself! “People really are talented,” I heard someone say, camera lights flashing. Indicating someone had taken a picture. I watched them go, disappearing into the stage as the contestant followed be

SERENA'S POV My designs weren't trash! I could cry a river right now. But then my gaze caught on the last man at the table. Dominic. And just like that, my breath stopped. Smiles reducing as he leaned forward, forearms resting against the table, his silk shirt glowing softly under the lights. He looked nothing like the fabric salesman I remembered despite his warm eyes. He looked like he belonged here — like he’d always belonged here. I was just the idiot for not seeing it from the start. “You took silk and made it tell a story,” He said. His voice cutting through the air, smooth, certain. “From ash to fire to rebirth, it was all a story. I’ve seen designers with more polish, more technique, but too often, their work has no soul. But tonight…” He paused, smiling warmly like he fully recognized me. “Yours did, No. 10. Congratulations!” The crowd cheered. Their encouragement plus Dominic's words reminding me to smile as the host led me and my models off the stage. The audience b

ELIOT’S POV“Eli darling?”“Mom,”“Are you listening?”“Yes i am, mom. You hear me responding, don’t you?” I drawled out, eyes focused on the documents i front of me. Fingers signing, ears listening to her. Totally doable, don’t get why she wouldn’t believe me.“You need to be taking her out for walks. Strolls in the evenings, staying indoors every day is not good for her. She’ll love it I’m sure!”Hmm.Taking Serena out for walks. Evening strolls… Mom, you don’t really know that woman, do you? Last time i just helped her out with the call. Wanted to rid her of the distress it gave her, and next thing i know she was yelling at me.That was what i got. My repayment.And now, you want me to go propose an evening stroll to her? That’s not going to work. Don’t need to reminded what a mess the entire situation had become. “Do we have a deal, darling?” her voice came again.“Deal over what, mom?” i asked, taking the moment to lay back on my leather seat. “I just said I’ll take her for the s

SERENA’S POVI knew getting into that fashion show, applying for it and even attending would cause a whole lot of stir. But I didn’t think it would be so soon at all. I didn’t think my phone would be blowing with all sorts of news before I even returned back home from the show. I was already on the blogs? They couldn’t even wait for me to sleep it all off and dream about what a wonderful night it had been. Such impatience!Gosh, the devil really is restless.You could imagine me coming home first thing to Eliot’s angry face, the maids skeptical looks seeing as they didn’t know what was going on, and Rosa’s relived glance like she was just happy I was all in one piece.Had the blogs gotten to her yet?I didn’t even need to assume a response for that, Eliot did a fine job answering it. “How could you be so reckless and unreasonable? What were you thinking involving yourself in some measly fashion nonsense, stirring up talks about yourself, Serena! About me, about us online!” his voice