She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment 소설 & 이야기

After last night's fiasco, the engagement ceremony proceeded with a sullen air. Alessandro ruined it for her, but now she was glad about the fact that she finally got engaged to her beloved. The blue diamond ring glinted in the sunlight as she twisted it around her ring finger.

Dressed in a golden floral gown which had diamonds laced all over it that sparkled in the flashing camera lights. Everyone was left awestruck by the beautiful sight before them, they easily identified her as Ella, previously she had been on the news negatively but her latest achievements in the business world had overshadowed all that. She was now admired by almost everyone that only her achievements were on their lips.

Denzel walked outside and spotted Janelle standing by the pool. Arms folded and staring at nothing in particular. He still couldn't understand why she would go on with this charade. She might be his cousin's fiancée, but he still knew her to her finger prints. She tried to sound excited in announcing her engagement but she wasn't such a good actress. She must have sensed his presence because she turned around and smiled. He walked up to her, handing her a glass of wine. "Tell me you're not a witch."

Suddenly, the entire past year of planning felt like a sick joke. I didn’t yell. I just felt cold. Numb. I slipped the five-carat engagement ring off my finger. It hit the glass coffee table with a sharp, final click. “You’re right, Vincent. I don’t need this wedding dress. This wedding… I don’t need it either.” ... Silence. The kind of silence that happens right before a gunshot. Vincent’s hand, still on Sofia’s dress, went very still. He turned slowly. The lenses of his designer glasses hid nothing of the icy contempt in his eyes.

Shame, she might never get that chance. It had been 3 weeks since the charity ball. She hadn't seen anyone she knew since then. Not Elijah or Ryder or Even her new master. Bile rose up in her throat again. "Master.” that word unnerved her. She looked at herself in the mirror. The reflection showed a stunning woman in a gown of soft silk, adorned with embroidered lace that shimmered under the blazing lights of the chandelier. She truly had never been this beautiful. Her face was flawless; the beauticians had given their best.

Her hands come to rest on the edge of my desk as she leans in slightly, her voice lowering and soft. “I can’t do without you.” She says. Something closer to desperation appears all over her. “I tried,” she continues quickly. “I really tried to move on. I did everything right. I built my life, Percy. I got engaged—” “I know,” I interrupt. Her words stop. “You… know?” she asks slowly. “Yes.” Of course I know. It was all over the news. Her engagement to one of New York’s most influential men. Big headlines. Bigger parties. A perfect life. Or at least… that’s how it looked.

Marie Drams had long boasted of her mastery. All in her life had been carefully plotted, every step, every breath, and every utterance. But as she fastened her gaze on the radiant face of her phone, her hold became so fierce that she was certain the device would shatter. Billion Engagement 2nd time around: The Bride is No White Angel.Fiona Generys in Gorgeous Midnight Gown for Her Wedding to Charles Billion. The words seared her.

A battlefield disguised as a gala. She descended the marble staircase with grace, her black satin gown hugging her silhouette with every step. The slit at her thigh and the plunge at her back were calculated decisions. She wasn’t just making an entrance; she was making a statement. Natalie Evans had returned—not as a disgraced ex-wife or a victim of scandal, but as a woman reborn from betrayal, stronger and more dangerous than ever. Cameras flickered the moment she stepped into view. Conversations stilled. Heads turned. Even the hum of the string quartet seemed to falter.

I wore a tailored lavender blazer over a cream maternity dress that accentuated my neat, round bump, my massive diamond engagement ring catching the sunlight brilliant flashes of light. Luca’s three-car motorcade was parked down at the foot of the steps, but for the first time in two months, there were no paparazzi barricades, no screaming news anchors, and no hostile rumors. The world had adjusted to the news. Reed Corp was an economic powerhouse, Luca and I were engaged, and the internet was simply waiting for the arrival of the Carter heiress. "Two hours," Hannah breathed, stepping up beside me, adjusting the collar of her blouse. "One hundred and eighty minutes between us and our degrees

I wanted to give her a witty response but I bit my tongue in protest and simply nodded. "Good. I have good news to share with you." Her words got my attention, igniting a spark of hope in me. "Did you get my college fund back?" She snickered. "I have way better news than that." The hope died down as fast as it came. She smiled moving closer towards me. I noticed quite a few changes in her. Her black hair which was usually in knots was combed neatly and curled behind her, her brown eyes were lit up in genuine excitement. And for once she wasn't wearing her slutty outfit. She had on an expensive knee-length gown which I knew she couldn't have afforded herself.