Amira

"Why am I still crying?" I murmured to myself, trying to push away the emotions that lingered. It wasn't Leonard that caused these tears, but perhaps... Ronan. A sense of melancholy settled over me as I recalled the moment he proudly introduced his beautiful girlfriend.
Come on, Liora, he's not meant for you and can never be yours. He sees you strictly as a baby sister, nothing more.
Liora Faith Hearthstone was the only daughter among her brothers, and against all odds, she defied her family to marry Leonard, an upcoming businessman with humble beginnings. She concealed her true identity from him, secretly helping to grow Glitters & Co., her husband's company. Tragically, on their one-year anniversary, she discovered Leonard cheating with a woman who claimed to be a Hearthstone—a woman Liora had never heard of. Overcome with anger and disappointment, Liora went to the club to clear her head. There, she encountered Ronan, her older brothers' close friend, and realized that her childhood crush on him had never truly faded.
Ronan Wolf headed to the Club to meet his girlfriend, only to find she had mysteriously canceled. As fate would have it, his timing was impeccable; he arrived just in time to rescue Liora from the clutches of her soon-to-be ex-husband. Watching her, Ronan was struck by how she had blossomed into a stunning woman. Yet, an undeniable tension hung in the air—Liora was a forbidden temptation, the younger sister of his best friend.

Dumped My Cheating Ex, Returned As A Super Designer.

I turned back to my dress, carefully placing the tiny, sparkling beads along the neckline of the after-wedding dress. This was my latest project, a delicate piece with subtle elegance, meant to embody a bride’s personality after the ceremony’s extravagance. I was so immersed that I barely noticed a figure behind me until I felt the familiar warmth of someone’s presence.


Turning around, I saw Max grinning. “Hey, did I scare you?” he asked, chuckling.


“Almost, but I heard you coming,” I replied with a smile. He extended a fresh bouquet of roses toward me.


“Oh, Max, thank you,” I said, feeling a warmth in my chest that I tried to hide behind a polite smile. I didn’t want to admit to him that the gesture felt a bit unnecessary.


I called out to Cynthia, who came over immediately. “Please, preserve these for me,” I said, gesturing to the flowers before returning to my work.


“How was your day?” I asked Max, hoping to maintain the easygoing atmosphere between us.


Chapter 107 SOMETHING ODD!