Otherwise, waking up so early is exhausting, and making it herself would roughen her hands, but she just wanted Joshua Hughes to feel her sincerity. Her elder brother used to love this routine.
"Every ti my brother finished eating, he’d be so happy and kiss my sister-in-law goodbye. I really thought that’s what n liked." Had she known Joshua didn’t appreciate it, she wouldn’t have gone through all the trouble.
Making breakfast every morning?
That damn woman indeed loves that dead man, willing to massage him, make breakfast, prepare late-night snacks, and even sell herself for his wishes. Her whole heart is with that dead man, but what’s so good about him that makes her so obsessed?
His fist slowly clenched, and his face turned stormy and oppressive, like a storm about to break. Coldly, he shook off Evelyn Yates and walked into the elevator, heading to the top floor where he lived.
He ripped off his suit and threw it violently onto the carpet, feeling like he was about to explode with anger. It had been ages since he felt so out of control.
It felt like an invisible worm was gnawing at his heart, causing waves of pain.
Damn it, damn it, right now, all he wanted was to teach her a harsh lesson.
He wanted to exhaust her until she couldn’t rember that dead man anymore.
He would make her pay, Joshua’s gloomy face carrying a cruel, bloodthirsty look.
He vowed to uproot the shadow of that dead man from her heart entirely.
The black tuxedo made Joshua Hughes’s robust and impressive figure even more alluring, his sharp features and commanding presence exuding an unbeatable leader’s aura.
Evelyn’s eyes seed to emit a string of red hearts; her man drove won crazy, making her imnsely proud.
The banquet was arranged at the "Glass Palace."
The massive Glass Palace had been closed several days before, preparing for the most luxurious, stunning feast of the year.
The transparent outer walls adorned with sheer fabric and flowers looked like the Magic Realm from a fairy tale.
Outside, the trees were hung with firefly-like colorful lights, and the expansive lawn by the entrance was already lined with various top-tier luxury business cars and sports cars. The black-suited security personnel, wearing earpieces, conversed calmly, updating each other on the arrival of guests.
"What’s wrong, are you too cold?"
Beckett Wright looked at Avery Jane; from the mont he first saw her today, his heart had been pounding intensely, as if it would leap out.
She hadn’t spoken about her past, but he knew it. From the day he first t her, he wanted to understand everything about her past, the more he knew, the more he felt for her, and the more difficult it was to love her.
Yet, affection was like water; he didn’t dare confess boldly, as Avery was still imrsed in the sorrow of losing her husband.
Now he could only express himself in his way, hoping one day she would understand his heart.
In the night, Avery Jane was like a moon goddess. He knew this evening gown would look stunning on her.
Since seeing her for the first ti, he had been sketching this dress, knowing that this banquet would soon arrive, and her image always appeared in his mind while drawing.
Thankfully, this dress did not disappoint; tonight, he believed, no woman could be more beautiful than she.
The strapless dress emphasized her perfect body lines, and the scattered diamonds on her chest made her full figure even more alluring. The sheer lace back contributed to her unique, mysterious sexiness. She wore no jewelry because Beckett felt it would be too complicated, but she was already breathtakingly beautiful.
Getting out of the car, Beckett chivalrously extended his arm. Avery Jane looked at Beckett’s white attire, and on anyone else, it might have seed fake, but on Beckett, it was like a prince charming.
Avery smiled faintly, putting her hand into Beckett’s arm.
Their appearance naturally drew many eyes, especially Avery’s beauty, capturing the greedy gaze of several wealthy n who fantasized about spending an enchanting night with such an exquisite beauty.
Sitting in a corner listening to Beckett talk about the journey of jewelry from design to reality was quite interesting. Beckett didn’t seem to enjoy mingling too much with the celebrities and wealthy in the banquet either, and being in the corner made Avery feel less constricted.
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