In a world where fairness should reign, injustice often holds sway. It's a place where the innocent suffer, where hard work doesn't always lead to success, and where privilege trumps merit. It's a world that can break hearts, crush dreams, and leave scars that never fully heal. Yet, amidst the darkness, there's still hope – hope for change, for empathy, and for a future where fairness isn't just a distant ideal, but a lived reality for all.

But maybe that's not for me. After exchanging the rings I heaved a sigh of relief thinking that could be true, maybe there's truly hope somewhere.

" You may now kiss the bride", the priest permitted.

Every step he took towards me made me feel nervous, my heart pounding as fast as it could, and slowly he lifted my veil. I could bet I saw a smile for a second but it was immediately replaced with that of disgust on seeing me and he nearly puked.

I thought this would be the beginning of dreams and not a nightmare but this would even be my worst nightmare. Wedding days are supposed to be the happiest days right? But that's not the case for me. Who said this world was ever fair? That was a big lie, if it is, to what extent?

The Billionaire's Fashion Designer

The longer Christian stares at his phone at the details sent to him, the more his blood boils. His jaw was clenched, and his fist was tightened, but he maintained a col,d, blank face still. They finally pulled up at the Get-it-all gambling house. 


This was Cyrus first time of driving his boss to a gambling house and it was surprising for him. Just as they pulled over, their car was in between the vehicles that had been following them. Some men immediately jumped out of the car, all dressed in black suits and trousers with dark shades; one of them quickly came over to open the car for Christian, who charismatically stepped out of the car. 


Chapter 81: Christian's painful memories