Prisoned Love
Ella Jiang held her father's hand tightly on the bed, and the tear stains on her face were still clear. "Father, do you have anything else to say to my daughter?"
Bright Jiang felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. The only thing he couldn't let go of was his daughter's marriage. "Ximena, I've arranged a marriage for you. Remember..."
Bright Jiang's difficult words made Lauren, who was sitting next to him, cry out
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Chapter 9
As soon as Jeremy Xie opened the door, Ella Jiang carefully lifted the hemline of her dress and got into the car. Not long after, the car had stopped at the gate of the villa.
"Here we are, boss. Thank you so much for inviting me to such a luxurious wedding today." Ella Jiang's drunkenness seemed to have faded away.
"You're welcome. To some extent, you've earned this opportunity by yourself," Jeremy Xie said with a smile. Then she got out of the car and opened the door for Ella Jiang, taking the windbreaker from her hand.
Ella Jiang took off her high-heeled shoes and jumped out of the car with bare feet while holding the hemline of her dress, which seemed to be a burden to her. She shouted happily, "my feet are finally free!"
With the help of Jeremy Xie, she gently put on the wind coat for Ella Jiang, and then walked to the door and rang the doorbell.
"Mrs., you're back!" Snow ran out to welcome her. "Thank you, boss. Thank you for sending Mrs. back."
"It's my pleasure. Take good care of your lady. I won't bother you anymore," Jeremy Xie replied with a smile.
"You know what kind of person our master is. I won't keep you." Snow said politely.
The two of them had been watching Jeremy Xie's car turn the street before they went back, talking and laughing.
And all this was seen by Edmend Qin in the distance.
In the car, Edmend Qin looked at the young master of the Xie clan, Ella Jiang and Snow. For a moment, he felt as if the owner of the villa was not him, but Jeremy Xie. Everything seemed so harmonious. He saw them greeting happily and chatting with each other.
He saw Jeremy Xie put on the windbreaker for the young master of the Xie clan, watching the young master of the Xie clan run out to welcome them, and watching them watching the disappearing, he could only sit quietly in the car, like an irrelevant bystander, to witness all this.
Once upon a time, he was also the protagonist in other people's lives, and there was a small world in his own life. But after Dreame left, his small world disappeared, and his dreamy life was instantly destroyed. Now he only had nostalgia and a mechanical life, and he no longer dared to dream of a beautiful dream.
Edmend Qin started the car in a daze. uncle Feng was still waiting for him at the gate of the villa. After getting off the car, uncle Feng seemed to want to help him up. He waved his hand and staggered into the yard, passed through the hall, went upstairs, and returned to the bedroom. He didn't want to think about anything. He was really tired after a night.
The second day when he woke up, the sun was high in the sky. Edmend Qin felt a splitting headache and the sun was shining brightly in his eyes. he stood up and washed face. Then he vaguely remembered what happened at the dinner party yesterday. he looked at her watch. It was obviously too late to go to the company in the morning. he had always been regarded as a workaholic, but for the first time in several years, he didn't go to work.
Edmend Qin staggered downstairs, planning to have a good lunch. Seeing Edmend Qin, Aunt Chen and Snow quickly put the dishes they had prepared on the table.
Edmend Qin ate lunch in silence. After a while, he suddenly said, "uncle Feng!"
"master, what can I do for you?" uncle Feng asked respectfully.
"Has Ella Jiang cleaned the first floor as I said?"
"Yes. From the day you said, she had been cleaning every morning. And she got up earlier than before. she didn't delay the whole day."
There was a moment of silence.
"Tell her not to do the cleaning in the future. Thank you for your hard work."
"Okay, I will inform madam. It's our duty."
"Okay, it's all right." Edmend Qin continued to have lunch in silence.
Near noon, Fred received a document with the title of "a design of a landmark of a city". Then he walked towards Jeremy Xie's office with the document.
Fred knocked on the door twice, but there was no response. He gently pushed the door and found that it was open. He walked in and put the documents on the desk. At this time, a message came from the phone on his desk. Fred glanced at it casually and found something important!
The background of the phone was a photo of the boss and Ella Jiang! She was wearing a dress!
After closing the door, Fred took out his phone and took a picture of the background of the phone.
Then he walked out of the office quietly.
Soon, the whole company was about to explode.
Everyone in the company was secretly passing on the photo. During the meal, dozens of people were talking about this photo.
"Ella Jiang, you're awesome. You've got your dream lover so soon."
"In fact, a talented and good-looking person like Ella Jiang is a perfect match for a prince charming."
"I'm an old employee. It's the first time that my boss has an affair."
"Where are we? Why are you still wearing a dress?"
"No, no, No. It's said that there was a banquet in the design field last night. I guess the boss has also invited her."
"Sure enough, it's not an ordinary one. It's also set as a wallpaper. Obviously, I'm not afraid to tell you!"
The group of people kept gossiping.
However, there was one person in the crowd, with hatred in his eyes.
That was Kacy.
It had been more than half a year since Kacy came to the company. She had always admired Jeremy Xie, which was obvious to almost everyone in the company. However, no matter how hard Kacy tried to express, no matter how hard she tried, she always prevaricated with "no time" no matter how hard she tried. Now, a woman who had been working in the company for less than two months had a photo taken in such a short time and was even set as a wallpaper, which was unbearable for Kacy.
When no one noticed, Kacy walked to the desk of Ella Jiang and took out the theatre design drawing on it. She took it to the bathroom, tore it into pieces and threw it into the trash can.
Kacy snorted and said, "Ella Jiang, submit the drawing tomorrow. I'll see what you can do.".
After lunch, Ella Jiang returned to the company. From a distance, she saw a group of people gathering around and chatting happily. But when she took a few steps forward, she suddenly stopped talking and scattered like a bird or a beast.
Ella Jiang was confused, but she didn't think too much. She walked to her desk and sat down, but she couldn't find the design drawing.
"Have you seen the design drawing on my desk?" Ella Jiang stood up and asked.
Everyone was shocked and knew the importance of the theatre design drawing, which was to be handed in tomorrow.
Several people came over one after another to help look for her.
However, she couldn't find it after searching for a while.
At this time, Jeremy Xie also came over and asked, "what are you doing together? Aren't you going to work?"
Ella Jiang said, "my design drawing disappeared during a meal. Everyone helped me look for it for a long time, but I still couldn't find it."
At this time, a voice came from the direction of the bathroom, "the design drawing is here, but it is torn up!"
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he'll save the person she loves most, if she agrees to be his again.
Torn between pride and survival, loyalty and love, Ashley must decide if this second chance is destiny... or the most dangerous mistake of her life.
8.1
I spent forty hours hand-beading a gown for a woman who was currently sleeping with my husband. My fingers were raw, my vision blurred, and the needle had just driven deep into my index finger, leaving a drop of blood on the silk.
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I had spent three years as a ghost in my own marriage, sewing costumes for the woman who had haunted my vows since day one. Braxton didn't bother to hide it anymore; there was a smudge of her coral lipstick on his collar. He didn't offer an explanation, only a command to finish the gown for the Met Gala so I wouldn't embarrass them.
My mother called moments later, her voice sharp with the usual dismissal. She didn't care that I was bleeding or that my husband was cheating with my sister. She only cared that I was "falling behind" on Griselda's gown.
I sat in the silence of that cold, marble cage, staring at the needle in my hand. For years, I had swallowed every insult and stitched every lie, believing I was the capable one who had to make them happy.
But as the clock ticked, a door inside me finally clicked shut. I wasn't just tired; I was finished. I set the needle down, picked up my phone, and dialed my sister’s number to tell her she’d have to find someone else to bleed for her.
8.6
They gave Fiona to the crippled bastard as a cruel joke-the adopted daughter married off to the wheelchair-bound outcast nobody wanted.
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8.2
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7.3
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8.8
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