She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment 소설 & 이야기

She was wearing an expensive designer gown—Valentino or Versace, I can't remember which—dripping with jewelry that probably cost more than most people's houses. Her face was flushed with excitement, eyes bright with anticipation. "Hey, darling!" she gushed, reaching for my hand. "You look incredible. The photographer and media are on their way—they should be here in about fifteen minutes. We're going to rock this! This is going to be the engagement announcement of the year!" She was just too annoying to even look at. Everything about her suddenly irritated me—her breathless enthusiasm, the naive excitement, the way she looked at me like I was some kind of prize she'd won.

he asked quietly. Elena smiled faintly. Good. Direct hit. “So it’s true,” she said. “Elena, listen...” “No. You listen. It’s over.” She ended the call. Her pulse was steady. Another difference. By noon, the business circle was already murmuring. Engagement canceled. No explanation. No scandal; yet. Perfect. She changed into a tailored cream suit instead of her usual soft dresses and left the house without informing anyone of her destination. The driver checked the mirror. “Office, miss?”

They decided to go to the bar for a while. The glam team left Marigold after her make over done, even her dress are now changed. The girl stood infront of the mirror, and though she admired her own beautiful reflection, she didn't feel happy at all. 'So what if I were this beautiful tonight, it's not that I'm the one who's going to get engage anyway and this isn't my day.' she shook her head. 'Why are you being so sentimental all of a sudden, Marigold?..... What were you thinking?' When she came out from the suite, she met Adelaida together with her assistant.

The hall that once hosted Aurelia’s birthday now glittered again, this time for her engagement celebration — the official one, after years of steady courtship. Aurelia stood before the mirror in her room, adjusting the ruby earrings that matched her locket. Her reflection showed a woman far removed from the uncertain girl of three years ago. Her hair fell in soft waves, her gown a silken shade of champagne gold. Confidence had replaced fragility. The quiet sorrow she once carried had softened into grace. Behind her, a familiar voice spoke. “You look every bit the queen of the night.”

She had always been slim yet with the right curves, she was a desirable woman, that fact she'd known but she'd never had the knowledge or urge to utilize it, but now she did. Raising her hand, she stared at the beautiful diamond ring on her finger, a symbol of her current engagement to Sebastian, unlike the forced, hasty marriage they had in the past, they were going to do that all over again, the right way. And right now, she had no reservations whatsoever to give herself completely to him, just like he'd once said, mind, body and soul. She wore the pale pink night dress, the silky fabric hanging beautifully against her curves, the outline of every shape clearly showing through.

Her lips curved into a practiced smile — slow, deliberate, weaponized. “You weren’t answering,” she said, voice smooth as silk. “I thought I’d surprise you.” My eyes flicked to the door, then back to her. “Get out.” She blinked, almost laughing. “You don’t mean that.” “I do.” Her smile didn’t falter. She took a step forward, the thin strap of her top slipping deliberately off her shoulder. “We’re engaged, Jace. Remember? This is part of the deal. Cameras don’t capture everything. Sometimes, you have to act behind closed doors, too.”

she cried Sniffling, she waited for Arnold to tell her that of course it was a lie, that of course she was his legal wife and that he had been calling Interpol immediately. Instead, there was silence. “It’s complicated,” he said weakly. The word was a stab to her heart. “Complicated?” I asked as my heart slammed against my chest. “I pawned my grandmother’s tiara a few years ago, but the glass version looks almost the same,” he said defensively. “I intended to buy it back, but never got around to it. Your engagement ring is real though!”

I asked her and she grinned as she took a seat before me. “It's about Mr Cross, ma'am and it's huge!” She exclaimed and my heart skipped a beat when I heard Aiden's name. It had been a week since that morning in my room. The morning I'd unexpectedly cut things off with him and even though he told me he wouldn't leave me alone, I hadn't heard a word from him. “What about Aiden Cross? Tell me” I demanded from Janet as I narrowed my eyes in sheer curiosity and she nodded. “Mr Cross and his former secretary, Isabella aren't engaged anymore. He called it off himself!” She exclaimed again and the pen I held fell from my hand before I could catch myself.

' I buried my face in his chest, heart attack. Happiest birthday of my life. Ted's standpoint Three days later I watched from the balcony of the opposite building as she stepped out of her car. No one would recognize her but I did, I knew her as much as I knew my guns. She went gold this time, changed her hair gold and cut it into a blunt Bob to give her another look. Her skin was tanned, eyes lavender and nose pierced. She looked up at where I stood like she could see me. She blew a kiss before walking into the casino to either get herself killed or make her plan a success.

Sabrina Ultra HQ's glass doors moved softly with their characteristic soft whoosh, and in came Eliana Thompson, clad in white silk blouse, high-waisted pants, and heels that whispered power. Her engagement ring glimmered with sunlight that poured through the lobby windows—delicate, but breathtaking. Just like her. Heads turned. Whispers followed. The Heiress. Damian Wolfe's fiancée. The woman who had turned down kings and billionaires, only to say yes to her former bodyguard.