Skye Brown refused Lily’s help; filing a lawsuit and going to court are the last resorts.
If Dylan Wellington were her enemy, she might do that.
But now, she can’t let go of this man. How could she want Molly Lewis but not Dylan Wellington?
Even if he is now lost halfway, has lost his mory, and even if she guides him back on track, he still insists on not getting married.
But at least now, Skye can’t leave him alone.
She wants Molly Lewis, and she also wants Dylan Wellington. As for the rest, that can wait.
Skye Brown took a day off from the film crew.
She locked herself in her condominium, stayed there for the entire morning, not knowing what she was fiddling with, just sitting alone in front of the desk, writing and drawing in a notebook.
By noon, she seed to have finally finished.
Skye stood up, took a shower in the bathroom, ca out wrapped in a bath towel, and stood in front of the wardrobe to pick out clothes for herself.
Looking around, the wardrobe was full of various plaid shirts and casual jeans—she frowned, looked for a long ti, and finally randomly picked one to put on.
Took her bag and went out the door.
After leaving, the first thing Skye did was not to have lunch but drive directly to A City’s largest shopping mall.
She took out her savings accumulated over the years and bought several large bags of new clothes in the first floor luxury shopping mall.
When she broke up with Dylan Wellington, Skye left all those luxury clothes, bags, and jewelry he gave her in the luxurious condominium they shared.
After leaving Dylan Wellington, Skye, due to years of needing to shoot films, often just wore a flat cap, plaid shirt, and jeans.
But that doesn’t an she doesn’t know what kind of outfit Dylan Wellington likes her to wear the most.
Dylan Wellington liked her hair long and cascading, with a little light makeup, wearing those form-fitting, elegant dresses, revealing her long, straight calves and a small section of skin above the knees.
Looking soft and charming.
Once she attended a movie premiere dressed like this.
As a result, before she even left the backstage lounge, she was locked in by Dylan Wellington, pressed onto the makeup desk in the lounge, and taken by him for the entire duration of the movie premiere.
Even after that wasn’t enough, after he wanted her, he took off his overcoat and wrapped her up.
Hoarsely saying that he would continue to care for her once they went back, while wrapping her tightly, all jealous-like, not wanting others to see her.
Thinking of the past, Skye’s lips involuntarily curled into a smile, and her crystal-clear almond-shaped eyes beca misty with sudden tears.
She carried the bags, turned, and walked into a top-notch Eastonia hair salon chain store.
"Would you like it cut shorter, or just a trim?"
Seeing Skye, who walked in with trendy short hair, the hairstylist, who looked sowhat feminine, had a critical glint in his eyes.
Such a soft and beautiful woman, why insist on having short hair?
"Not shorter, do you offer hair extensions here? I want to have my hair extended..." Skye glanced around, finding the store’s taste quite decent before daring to ask.
Upon hearing Skye ask this, the hairstylist’s eyes lit up: "Yes, of course we can... Our hair extension technology here is the latest and best in Eastonia; seamless extensions, guaranteed to be comfortable, natural, and beautiful!"
Skye had a delicate and charming face that, although she looked sunny and chic with short hair, appeared to be wasting her looks in the hairstylist’s view.
[Update completed, see you tomorrow night at 6:00~]
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