Luna answered nonchalantly, “Hey, what’s hard work between friends. Moreover, my work would be all for naught without your designs. Let’s work together from now, okay? Forget everything else, just the throng of fresh blood in the entertainment industry is better looking than Sean Graham. Not only are they good-looking, but they’re also talented!” At the mention of this, she couldn’t help but feel indignant. She had never been more serious in her life as she vowed, “One day, I’ll f*cking make that sc*mbag kneel in front of you and beg you to return to him!”
Abigail revealed the only genuine smile she had since yesterday. Unfortunately, when she heard that name, Sean’s face haunted her mind again. Yet, even though he was an absolute *sshole, he didn’t abuse her. So, in a weird way, he could have been way worse.
Plus, she knew full well that he only had Joan in his heart and couldn’t wait to get rid of her, whom he regarded as a mere pebble. Beg me to return? That’s impossible, she thought in exasperation.
Thus, she shot a glance at Luna as she asked, “Why don’t you look forward to something better for me?” Because a jerk like Sean is someone I never want to have contact with again, she finished in her head.
L.Moon was situated in the old streets of Pendorf. They started out from just one shop, but now it had spanned over several shops. In fact, it was more than four hundred square feet wide on the inside. They had hired about eight shop assistants alone just to maintain their clientele.
Luna rushed to a business meeting after dropping Abigail off at the studio and informed her, “A big client may drop by in the next few days. They would like to order a few custom-made gowns for their celebrities in the long term and booked the appointment a long time ago. I have to say, I feel a great deal more confident now that you’re here.”
“Oh, hush now. Stop worrying and just go. You can leave these things to me in the future.”
There was a special lounge on the second floor, and as soon as Abigail had unpacked her luggage and made a temporary accommodation for herself, she slipped into working mode after the assistant brought her the customers’ orders. It was only through this way that she could forget about her divorce for the time being.
She was finally finished with the urgent designs after working endlessly for three whole days. Once she was done, she immediately sent them to create the samples. Just when she was ready to get some rest, an assistant rushed upstairs and cried piteously, “Abigail, there’s a customer downstairs that we can’t handle.”
Abigail immediately sobered up. “Wait a moment. I’m coming right now.”
Thus, she put on some light makeup to hide the dark circles under her eyes at the speed of light, changed into a set of light and trendy suit fit for moving around, and went downstairs in her heels.
Suddenly, she caught sight of two familiar figures leaning against each other on the couch in the lobby. She paused, and the smile she prepared on her face disappeared immediately, but it was too late for her to leave now.
On the other hand, Sean frowned and jumped to his feet upon seeing her. Then, he marched up to her, grabbed her arm, and dragged her to a corner. “Abigail Quinn, your bravery knows no bounds! You even followed us here!”
Nonetheless, she simply pursed her lips and wore an annoyed look. Since they were in the midst of a divorce, she couldn’t be bothered to explain herself to him even though he had the wrong idea about her. So, she shook off his grip and put on a soft, polite smile. “Mr. Graham, I’m working now. Please watch your actions.”
His brows furrowed with impatience and annoyance. “Did I not give you enough money? Do you need to work here as a server?”
Abigail sneered in contempt. She had never kept it a secret from him that she was a fashion designer. If he had just paid a little bit of attention to her, he would find the sketches she was usually working on.
Alas, he didn’t love her, so he had never spared any thought on her. In all honesty, it wasn’t surprising that he would jump to the conclusion that she could only be a server after leaving him.
“We’re already divorced. So, you don’t have to feel embarrassed even if I’m working as a server. Aren’t you worried that Miss Palmer will get the wrong idea by acting like this?” We were married for three years in secret. I don’t think Joan even knows who I am, but he’s having a hushed conversation with me without her.
He caught a main point from her words, and his face turned stone-cold. “What divorce? What nonsense are you spouting?”
Abigail swept her pretty eyes over him. All he cared about that night was Joan and hadn’t even heard what she had said at all. Usually, he won’t come ‘home’ and it only makes sense that he hasn’t seen the divorce papers that I left behind. It’s my fault for overlooking this, she thought in annoyance.
Hence, she pried his hand away and did her best to keep her cool. “It’s okay. The divorce settlement will be sent to your office tomorrow. Remember to sign it!”
Sean had more questions for her but saw Joan trotting toward him from the lobby in her heels. She smiled sweetly, showing the dimple on her cheek. “What’s wrong, Sean?”
He immediately changed his tone. “Nothing. Why did you come over?”
Then, Joan leaned against his side like a meek little kitten and spoke in a soft, spoiled voice, “You’ve been here for so long, so I wanted to check out what’s going on. Do you know her?”
Then, he simply uttered coldly, “I got the wrong person.”
Three years of marriage, and I’m not even a stranger to him, Abigail sneered silently. Regardless, he couldn’t be bothered to argue with him as she wanted to leave right then and there. Unfortunately for her, Joan approached her while holding Sean’s arm. “It’s fate that you got the wrong person. It looks like we’re destined to be your customers,” Joan said in a considerate manner. “Will you please show us the wedding gown designed by Alana?”
Even though Abigail had given up on her relationship, she still couldn’t help but freeze momentarily. Is he really in such a rush? We’re not even completely divorced yet and he’s already ready to marry Joan?
The wedding gown that Joan mentioned was the only one that Alana designed in the past few years. It was also displayed in the most eye-catching spot of L.Moon all this time. The price was astronomical, and everyone knew that it was actually not for sale.
Every stitch of that dress was made by Abigail herself, all for the promise that Sean never planned to realize.
After a moment of hesitation, she led them to that wedding gown. As she watched Joan gasp in admiration and delight, she took a few steps backward, her face gradually turning solemn.
Joan pointed at the dress in the display window in excitement. “I want this dress!”
Sean nodded expressionlessly. “Sure, Try it on.”
The store assistant who was with them gently reminded them, “Sir, this dress isn’t meant for – “
Before she could finish, Abigail interjected. “We’re selling it, but the price is a little on the steep side. It’s 1.3 million.”
Joan looked a little hesitant upon hearing the price.
This was the same price tag for a dress from an international designer and was clearly overpriced. However, the design wasn’t inferior by any means. It was said that the dress was designed more than three years ago, but it still looked beautiful.
Sean briefly glanced at Abigail dispassionately with his hands in his pockets and said casually, “Just as long as you like it. We’ll take it.” Then, he passed the card to the shop assistant. “Swipe it straight away. There’s no password needed.”
Filled with excitement, Joan gave him a huge bear hug. “Sean, I love you!”
Abigail looked away with an inexplicable discomfort in her chest. Just as she expected, a dress that was more than a million was peanuts to Sean. As long as it was something that Joan wanted, he would give it to her without any second thoughts.
So, Abigail nodded and gestured to the assistant next to them to process the payment. Yet, the assistant refused to take the card and cast her an anxious look instead.
How could she sell this dress? This was the dress Abigail designed for herself!
It would be a lie if Abigail said that she could part with it, but since she was getting divorced and there wouldn’t be any wedding for her, so what was the point of keeping the dress? Therefore, she chuckled lightly and said, “Didn’t Miss Smith already say that only a dummy will miss out on a deal?”
Furthermore, they would be making money out of Sean, which she would consider a fantastic deal. After that, only then did the assistant begrudgingly process the payment.
Meanwhile, Abigail brought a stool for herself to retrieve the dress from the glass display window.
When it was time to try on the dress, Joan pointed at Abigail. “Will you help me put on the dress? I don’t need anyone else.”
Abigail reflexively stole a look at Sean. Is he going to let his yet-to-be divorced wife help his seamlessly integrated next wife try on a wedding dress? He’ll only allow it if he’s an idi –
Before the thought even finished running through her mind, she heard Sean say tenderly, “Sorry to trouble you, then.”
He stood under the shadow of the spotlight with his hands in his pockets. Light poured over half of him while the other half was covered in darkness, which made him look exceptionally tall. His features were elegant with a touch of regality and indifference that deterred others from approaching him.
Abigail sneered inwardly as a thoughtful smile spread across her face. “This is no trouble at all. It’s part of my job.” Trying on the dress is my job and handing over the marriage as well.
He threw a look at her from the corner of his icy eyes, and she interpreted it as a warning look. So, she held the wedding gown in her hands, gestured at him, and put on a professional, soft smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to serve your wife the best I can.”
…
The changing room of L.Moon was very spacious and there was plenty of space to fit two people. Abigail helped Joan into the wedding dress without even flinching.
The dress was made according to Abigail’s body proportion, and even though Joan had a very good figure, it was still a challenge to put it on her, especially when it came to the waist. It didn’t matter how desperately Joan held her breath and sucked her abdomen in, Abigail couldn’t pull up the zipper. Eventually, they both broke out in a sweat after a few tries. Out of wits, Abigail hastily went out and returned with a pair of scissors. Then, she crouched down, cut off a few locking stitches on the waistline, and somehow managed to pull up the zipper.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.