Luna Scribe

"I am sorry to disappoint you, Mrs. Wilson," I said, " James will be asking me to marry him soon and I plan on saying yes to his proposal and neither you nor anyone else can sabotage our happiness,"
"You must think you have a chance at happiness with my son," Mrs. Wilson sneered, "If you came here to see James, then where is he?"
My heartbeat increased as I stood there utterly confused while trying to grasp, "He wasn't aware I would be here, I came here to pay him a surprise visit so it's understandable if he is not here," I replied quickly.
"How stupid of you to think in that shallow way of yours Ellie, my son will never take you as a wife and that is why I believe he is out to pursue someone worth his time," Mrs. Wilson replied in a quick sharp tone.
"What do you mean by that Mrs. Wilson, what is going on, and where is James?" I asked angrily.
"I'm sorry, Ellie," she uttered in a voice filled with no remorse. "But James is getting engaged... to someone else."

***

Ellie's dream wedding crumbles when she learns from James's mother that he's engaged- to another woman. 

Heartbroken but determined, Ellie throws herself into her law career, vowing to rebuild her life. With her best friend's support, Ellie takes on a career-defining case: a lawsuit against her ex's company.
Can Ellie outwit her ex's family in court while healing her own wounds? And is there a chance for love to find her again in the midst of it all?

Falling for Her Ex's Enemy

　　I got to the lounge where I would be meeting with Ryan. I had gone a lot earlier because I didn't want him to get here before I did since I wanted to be settled before he arrived.


　　After a few minutes of waiting, I saw Ryan coming towards the VIP lounge with a large bouquet in his hands.


　　"What the hell is he doing?" I said, covering my face with my hands.


　　"Good evening, Ellie," Ryan said as he approached me.


　　"Hey Ryan," I stuttered, putting my words in place. Coming here, I felt a little nervous about having a conversation with Ryan, but seeing him right in front of me made me feel a lot more nervous.


　　"Here, these are for you," Ryan said, handing the flowers to me. I took the bouquet from him and noticed he had gotten white chrysanthemums and a purple hyacinth.


　　I leaned to the bouquet smelled the flower's fragrance and smiled while appreciating its beauty.


　　"I hope you like them," Ryan said with a little smile curved up on the side of his lips.


CHAPTER 62 I Promise