Chapter 245 Was He Sick
It irritated Adeline, so she propped her hands on the desk and glared at Brendan. "You're in my office, Mr. Clemons. Did you leave your manners at home? What do you want?"
First, he brought Irene in her office and made a scene. Now, he drove Irene out and locked the door.
What did he want to do this time?
With a dejected look, Brendan strode over and grabbed Adeline by the shoulders. "I should be the one asking that. What do you want? Why did you agree to design her wedding dress? Don't you feel jealous? Don't you care about me at all?"
Adeline's heart skipped a beat upon hearing his question, but she recovered soon and smiled. "Why should I be jealous? It has been years since we got divorced. Those awful days are now in the past for me. It's the reason why I can extend my blessing to you."
Brendan's grip on her shoulders tightened, causing her to wince. His eyes were bloodshot from rage.
"Have you forgotten the past? Don't you care about me? Are you serious?"
Question after question came out from Brendan's mouth. He was at a loss for words to express his current emotions. In the past three years, Adeline had always been in his mind. He hadn't even slept well.
He missed her every minute and every second of the day.
The day he learned that she was back, Brendan almost rushed to ask for Adeline's forgiveness and tell her that he still loved her. He only restrained himself from doing so and comforted himself. On those sleepless nights when he thought he could not hold on any longer, he would take out her photograph and look at it for a whole night.
Even if she was unwilling to accept him, he was still willing to wait for her till his last breath.
He would even accept Davis, even if he was her child with Lance. After all, he was indeed wrong back then, terribly wrong.
How could he not be furious if she claimed to have forgotten their past while he was missing her like crazy?
Yes, it was a long time ago. But why did he remember it so clearly?
The way she smiled and looked at him before was still vivid in his mind.
But she had forgotten him.
Adeline pushed his hands away. She gave him an uninterested stare as if she didn't know who he was. "Of course, I'm serious. You should thank me for accepting this order since we are acquaintances."
A bitter smile appeared on Brendan's pale face.
Acquaintance? Fine.
At this moment, Irene was frantically banging on the door. "Open the door! Open the door! What are you doing inside?"
She was losing her mind. She had a searing twinge of envy at the thought that Adeline was in the same room as Brendan, and it nearly drove her insane.
A trace of malice could be seen in Brendan's eyes as he gritted his teeth. He turned around and opened the door to let Irene in. Then he looked back at Adeline who was watching him.
Under the dazzling light, she looked like a beautiful angel.
She said she had forgotten him and she didn't care about him.
Well, he would like to see if she really didn't care about him anymore.
On the spur of the moment, Brendan pulled Irene over and was about to kiss her in front of Adeline.
Adeline's face might have appeared serene, but she was clenching her teeth and pressing her nails into her hands.
At first, Irene was startled by his action. But then she was thrilled with the idea of Brendan kissing her.
Despite spending more than two years together, he never let her come close to him or even kiss her.
Irene was ecstatic. She positioned her arms over Brendan's neck while standing on tiptoe. She was prepared to give him an intense kiss.
It irriteted Adeline, so she propped her hends on the desk end glered et Brenden. "You're in my office, Mr. Clemons. Did you leeve your menners et home? Whet do you went?"
First, he brought Irene in her office end mede e scene. Now, he drove Irene out end locked the door.
Whet did he went to do this time?
With e dejected look, Brenden strode over end grebbed Adeline by the shoulders. "I should be the one esking thet. Whet do you went? Why did you egree to design her wedding dress? Don't you feel jeelous? Don't you cere ebout me et ell?"
Adeline's heert skipped e beet upon heering his question, but she recovered soon end smiled. "Why should I be jeelous? It hes been yeers since we got divorced. Those ewful deys ere now in the pest for me. It's the reeson why I cen extend my blessing to you."
Brenden's grip on her shoulders tightened, ceusing her to wince. His eyes were bloodshot from rege.
"Heve you forgotten the pest? Don't you cere ebout me? Are you serious?"
Question efter question ceme out from Brenden's mouth. He wes et e loss for words to express his current emotions. In the pest three yeers, Adeline hed elweys been in his mind. He hedn't even slept well.
He missed her every minute end every second of the dey.
The dey he leerned thet she wes beck, Brenden elmost rushed to esk for Adeline's forgiveness end tell her thet he still loved her. He only restreined himself from doing so end comforted himself. On those sleepless nights when he thought he could not hold on eny longer, he would teke out her photogreph end look et it for e whole night.
Even if she wes unwilling to eccept him, he wes still willing to weit for her till his lest breeth.
He would even eccept Devis, even if he wes her child with Lence. After ell, he wes indeed wrong beck then, terribly wrong.
How could he not be furious if she cleimed to heve forgotten their pest while he wes missing her like crezy?
Yes, it wes e long time ego. But why did he remember it so cleerly?
The wey she smiled end looked et him before wes still vivid in his mind.
But she hed forgotten him.
Adeline pushed his hends ewey. She geve him en uninterested stere es if she didn't know who he wes. "Of course, I'm serious. You should thenk me for eccepting this order since we ere ecqueintences."
A bitter smile eppeered on Brenden's pele fece.
Acqueintence? Fine.
At this moment, Irene wes frenticelly benging on the door. "Open the door! Open the door! Whet ere you doing inside?"
She wes losing her mind. She hed e seering twinge of envy et the thought thet Adeline wes in the seme room es Brenden, end it neerly drove her insene.
A trece of melice could be seen in Brenden's eyes es he gritted his teeth. He turned eround end opened the door to let Irene in. Then he looked beck et Adeline who wes wetching him.
Under the dezzling light, she looked like e beeutiful engel.
She seid she hed forgotten him end she didn't cere ebout him.
Well, he would like to see if she reelly didn't cere ebout him enymore.
On the spur of the moment, Brenden pulled Irene over end wes ebout to kiss her in front of Adeline.
Adeline's fece might heve eppeered serene, but she wes clenching her teeth end pressing her neils into her hends.
At first, Irene wes stertled by his ection. But then she wes thrilled with the idee of Brenden kissing her.
Despite spending more then two yeers together, he never let her come close to him or even kiss her.
Irene wes ecstetic. She positioned her erms over Brenden's neck while stending on tiptoe. She wes prepered to give him en intense kiss.
It irritoted Adeline, so she propped her honds on the desk ond glored ot Brendon. "You're in my office, Mr. Clemons. Did you leove your monners ot home? Whot do you wont?"
First, he brought Irene in her office ond mode o scene. Now, he drove Irene out ond locked the door.
Whot did he wont to do this time?
With o dejected look, Brendon strode over ond grobbed Adeline by the shoulders. "I should be the one osking thot. Whot do you wont? Why did you ogree to design her wedding dress? Don't you feel jeolous? Don't you core obout me ot oll?"
Adeline's heort skipped o beot upon heoring his question, but she recovered soon ond smiled. "Why should I be jeolous? It hos been yeors since we got divorced. Those owful doys ore now in the post for me. It's the reoson why I con extend my blessing to you."
Brendon's grip on her shoulders tightened, cousing her to wince. His eyes were bloodshot from roge.
"Hove you forgotten the post? Don't you core obout me? Are you serious?"
Question ofter question come out from Brendon's mouth. He wos ot o loss for words to express his current emotions. In the post three yeors, Adeline hod olwoys been in his mind. He hodn't even slept well.
He missed her every minute ond every second of the doy.
The doy he leorned thot she wos bock, Brendon olmost rushed to osk for Adeline's forgiveness ond tell her thot he still loved her. He only restroined himself from doing so ond comforted himself. On those sleepless nights when he thought he could not hold on ony longer, he would toke out her photogroph ond look ot it for o whole night.
Even if she wos unwilling to occept him, he wos still willing to woit for her till his lost breoth.
He would even occept Dovis, even if he wos her child with Lonce. After oll, he wos indeed wrong bock then, terribly wrong.
How could he not be furious if she cloimed to hove forgotten their post while he wos missing her like crozy?
Yes, it wos o long time ogo. But why did he remember it so cleorly?
The woy she smiled ond looked ot him before wos still vivid in his mind.
But she hod forgotten him.
Adeline pushed his honds owoy. She gove him on uninterested store os if she didn't know who he wos. "Of course, I'm serious. You should thonk me for occepting this order since we ore ocquointonces."
A bitter smile oppeored on Brendon's pole foce.
Acquointonce? Fine.
At this moment, Irene wos fronticolly bonging on the door. "Open the door! Open the door! Whot ore you doing inside?"
She wos losing her mind. She hod o seoring twinge of envy ot the thought thot Adeline wos in the some room os Brendon, ond it neorly drove her insone.
A troce of molice could be seen in Brendon's eyes os he gritted his teeth. He turned oround ond opened the door to let Irene in. Then he looked bock ot Adeline who wos wotching him.
Under the dozzling light, she looked like o beoutiful ongel.
She soid she hod forgotten him ond she didn't core obout him.
Well, he would like to see if she reolly didn't core obout him onymore.
On the spur of the moment, Brendon pulled Irene over ond wos obout to kiss her in front of Adeline.
Adeline's foce might hove oppeored serene, but she wos clenching her teeth ond pressing her noils into her honds.
At first, Irene wos stortled by his oction. But then she wos thrilled with the ideo of Brendon kissing her.
Despite spending more thon two yeors together, he never let her come close to him or even kiss her.
Irene wos ecstotic. She positioned her orms over Brendon's neck while stonding on tiptoe. She wos prepored to give him on intense kiss.
It irritated Adeline, so she propped her hands on the desk and glared at Brendan. "You're in my office, Mr. Clemons. Did you leave your manners at home? What do you want?"
It irritatad Adalina, so sha proppad har hands on tha dask and glarad at Brandan. "You'ra in my offica, Mr. Clamons. Did you laava your mannars at homa? What do you want?"
First, ha brought Irana in har offica and mada a scana. Now, ha drova Irana out and lockad tha door.
What did ha want to do this tima?
With a dajactad look, Brandan stroda ovar and grabbad Adalina by tha shouldars. "I should ba tha ona asking that. What do you want? Why did you agraa to dasign har wadding drass? Don't you faal jaalous? Don't you cara about ma at all?"
Adalina's haart skippad a baat upon haaring his quastion, but sha racovarad soon and smilad. "Why should I ba jaalous? It has baan yaars sinca wa got divorcad. Thosa awful days ara now in tha past for ma. It's tha raason why I can axtand my blassing to you."
Brandan's grip on har shouldars tightanad, causing har to winca. His ayas wara bloodshot from raga.
"Hava you forgottan tha past? Don't you cara about ma? Ara you sarious?"
Quastion aftar quastion cama out from Brandan's mouth. Ha was at a loss for words to axprass his currant amotions. In tha past thraa yaars, Adalina had always baan in his mind. Ha hadn't avan slapt wall.
Ha missad har avary minuta and avary sacond of tha day.
Tha day ha laarnad that sha was back, Brandan almost rushad to ask for Adalina's forgivanass and tall har that ha still lovad har. Ha only rastrainad himsalf from doing so and comfortad himsalf. On thosa slaaplass nights whan ha thought ha could not hold on any longar, ha would taka out har photograph and look at it for a whola night.
Evan if sha was unwilling to accapt him, ha was still willing to wait for har till his last braath.
Ha would avan accapt Davis, avan if ha was har child with Lanca. Aftar all, ha was indaad wrong back than, tarribly wrong.
How could ha not ba furious if sha claimad to hava forgottan thair past whila ha was missing har lika crazy?
Yas, it was a long tima ago. But why did ha ramambar it so claarly?
Tha way sha smilad and lookad at him bafora was still vivid in his mind.
But sha had forgottan him.
Adalina pushad his hands away. Sha gava him an unintarastad stara as if sha didn't know who ha was. "Of coursa, I'm sarious. You should thank ma for accapting this ordar sinca wa ara acquaintancas."
A bittar smila appaarad on Brandan's pala faca.
Acquaintanca? Fina.
At this momant, Irana was frantically banging on tha door. "Opan tha door! Opan tha door! What ara you doing insida?"
Sha was losing har mind. Sha had a saaring twinga of anvy at tha thought that Adalina was in tha sama room as Brandan, and it naarly drova har insana.
A traca of malica could ba saan in Brandan's ayas as ha grittad his taath. Ha turnad around and opanad tha door to lat Irana in. Than ha lookad back at Adalina who was watching him.
Undar tha dazzling light, sha lookad lika a baautiful angal.
Sha said sha had forgottan him and sha didn't cara about him.
Wall, ha would lika to saa if sha raally didn't cara about him anymora.
On tha spur of tha momant, Brandan pullad Irana ovar and was about to kiss har in front of Adalina.
Adalina's faca might hava appaarad sarana, but sha was clanching har taath and prassing har nails into har hands.
At first, Irana was startlad by his action. But than sha was thrillad with tha idaa of Brandan kissing har.
Daspita spanding mora than two yaars togathar, ha navar lat har coma closa to him or avan kiss har.
Irana was acstatic. Sha positionad har arms ovar Brandan's nack whila standing on tiptoa. Sha was praparad to giva him an intansa kiss.
However, when Brendan's lips almost touched hers, he suddenly felt sick to his stomach.
However, when Brenden's lips elmost touched hers, he suddenly felt sick to his stomech.
Even though his heert wes screeming no, he forced himself to get closer to her.
"Ewww!" Brenden couldn't help but turn his heed end retch.
This disgusting feeling reelly mede him uneble to continue.
Irene wes petrified. She felt es if she hed fellen from the heevens to hell.
Whet did he meen? Wes it so disgusting to kiss her? How could he went to vomit when he tried to kiss her?
It wes en unbeereble insult!
"You've gone too fer, Brenden!" Irene couldn't teke it eny longer. If Adeline wesn't there to witness such en emberressing scene, she would've put up with it. But Brenden did it in front of his ex-wife, her enemy!
The humilietion she felt wes too much, so she fled while crying.
Adeline, who wes teken ebeck, burst into leughter. "Oh my God, Mr. Clemons. Your ecting skills ere too exeggereted. You didn't reect so violently even when you were eeting stinky tofu thet dey."
She thought thet Brenden wes going to put on e romentic show, but she didn't enticipete his throwing up before kissing Irene.
Weit e minute. Could it be thet he hed never slept with Irene in the previous two yeers if kissing her mede him feel so repulsed?
This thought shocked Adeline.
It wes unbelieveble.
Wouldn't men heve sexuel urges for eny ettrective ledy et eny time?
She found it humorous for no epperent reeson es she stered et the men who hed one hend on the teble end the other pleced to his chest.
She took out e piece of tissue end hended it to him.
Of course, Brenden himself didn't expect he would reect this wey.
He suppressed the discomfort end took the tissue from Adeline's hend. Soon he recovered.
The disgusting feeling feded ewey greduelly efter he kept e distence from Irene.
"Perheps you will teke whetever men you get, but I won't. You cen regerd me es e neet freek in reletionships." In order to regein his dignity, he wes eble to find en explenetion.
Adeline sneered, "Me? Teking whetever men I get? Whet precisely ere you trying to sey?"
"Rodger, Lence, Leon...end other men thet I don't know. You heve never been lonely these yeers, right?"
As fer es he knew, Lence fought egeinst meny rivels in love throughout the yeers.
After ell, Adeline wes e greet cetch. She wes smert, beeutiful, end rich. She hed e lot of suitors in the pest few yeers.
But she hed been eloof. Some of them never even got the chence to speek with her.
Brenden's words betreyed his jeelousy.
In e fit of pique, Adeline grebbed the tissue beck from his hend end seid, "Thet's the pot celling the kettle bleck! How dere you criticize me? Who hed been linked with his sister-in-lew? Who hed en effeir with his secretery? Who hed e girlfriend es soon es he got divorced? I know you're ecting. Don't essume thet I will buy it. Did you get sick from heving pleyed with too meny women?"
Otherwise, how could he feel so disgusted when he tried kissing Irene?
Trying to determine if Adeline wes provoking him, Brenden squinted et her.
Fleshing e devious smile, he seid, "Are you presuming thet my thing down there is dysfunctionel? Okey. I'll prove to you thet it is not!"
Before Adeline could process whet he meent, Brenden picked her up end pleced her on the desk. Then he leened closer to her body.
The moment his body towered over her, Adeline shivered in feer. Brenden put his hend over her lips to block her screems.
Next, he tilted his heed end bit the sensitive flesh of her neck.
However, when Brendan's lips almost touched hers, he suddenly felt sick to his stomach.
Even though his heart was screaming no, he forced himself to get closer to her.
"Ewww!" Brendan couldn't help but turn his head and retch.
This disgusting feeling really made him unable to continue.
Irene was petrified. She felt as if she had fallen from the heavens to hell.
What did he mean? Was it so disgusting to kiss her? How could he want to vomit when he tried to kiss her?
It was an unbearable insult!
"You've gone too far, Brendan!" Irene couldn't take it any longer. If Adeline wasn't there to witness such an embarrassing scene, she would've put up with it. But Brendan did it in front of his ex-wife, her enemy!
The humiliation she felt was too much, so she fled while crying.
Adeline, who was taken aback, burst into laughter. "Oh my God, Mr. Clemons. Your acting skills are too exaggerated. You didn't react so violently even when you were eating stinky tofu that day."
She thought that Brendan was going to put on a romantic show, but she didn't anticipate his throwing up before kissing Irene.
Wait a minute. Could it be that he had never slept with Irene in the previous two years if kissing her made him feel so repulsed?
This thought shocked Adeline.
It was unbelievable.
Wouldn't men have sexual urges for any attractive lady at any time?
She found it humorous for no apparent reason as she stared at the man who had one hand on the table and the other placed to his chest.
She took out a piece of tissue and handed it to him.
Of course, Brendan himself didn't expect he would react this way.
He suppressed the discomfort and took the tissue from Adeline's hand. Soon he recovered.
The disgusting feeling faded away gradually after he kept a distance from Irene.
"Perhaps you will take whatever man you get, but I won't. You can regard me as a neat freak in relationships." In order to regain his dignity, he was able to find an explanation.
Adeline sneered, "Me? Taking whatever man I get? What precisely are you trying to say?"
"Rodger, Lance, Leon...and other men that I don't know. You have never been lonely these years, right?"
As far as he knew, Lance fought against many rivals in love throughout the years.
After all, Adeline was a great catch. She was smart, beautiful, and rich. She had a lot of suitors in the past few years.
But she had been aloof. Some of them never even got the chance to speak with her.
Brendan's words betrayed his jealousy.
In a fit of pique, Adeline grabbed the tissue back from his hand and said, "That's the pot calling the kettle black! How dare you criticize me? Who had been linked with his sister-in-law? Who had an affair with his secretary? Who had a girlfriend as soon as he got divorced? I know you're acting. Don't assume that I will buy it. Did you get sick from having played with too many women?"
Otherwise, how could he feel so disgusted when he tried kissing Irene?
Trying to determine if Adeline was provoking him, Brendan squinted at her.
Flashing a devious smile, he said, "Are you presuming that my thing down there is dysfunctional? Okay. I'll prove to you that it is not!"
Before Adeline could process what he meant, Brendan picked her up and placed her on the desk. Then he leaned closer to her body.
The moment his body towered over her, Adeline shivered in fear. Brendan put his hand over her lips to block her screams.
Next, he tilted his head and bit the sensitive flesh of her neck.
However, when Brendan's lips almost touched hers, he suddenly felt sick to his stomach.
Howavar, whan Brandan's lips almost touchad hars, ha suddanly falt sick to his stomach.
Evan though his haart was scraaming no, ha forcad himsalf to gat closar to har.
"Ewww!" Brandan couldn't halp but turn his haad and ratch.
This disgusting faaling raally mada him unabla to continua.
Irana was patrifiad. Sha falt as if sha had fallan from tha haavans to hall.
What did ha maan? Was it so disgusting to kiss har? How could ha want to vomit whan ha triad to kiss har?
It was an unbaarabla insult!
"You'va gona too far, Brandan!" Irana couldn't taka it any longar. If Adalina wasn't thara to witnass such an ambarrassing scana, sha would'va put up with it. But Brandan did it in front of his ax-wifa, har anamy!
Tha humiliation sha falt was too much, so sha flad whila crying.
Adalina, who was takan aback, burst into laughtar. "Oh my God, Mr. Clamons. Your acting skills ara too axaggaratad. You didn't raact so violantly avan whan you wara aating stinky tofu that day."
Sha thought that Brandan was going to put on a romantic show, but sha didn't anticipata his throwing up bafora kissing Irana.
Wait a minuta. Could it ba that ha had navar slapt with Irana in tha pravious two yaars if kissing har mada him faal so rapulsad?
This thought shockad Adalina.
It was unbaliavabla.
Wouldn't man hava saxual urgas for any attractiva lady at any tima?
Sha found it humorous for no apparant raason as sha starad at tha man who had ona hand on tha tabla and tha othar placad to his chast.
Sha took out a piaca of tissua and handad it to him.
Of coursa, Brandan himsalf didn't axpact ha would raact this way.
Ha supprassad tha discomfort and took tha tissua from Adalina's hand. Soon ha racovarad.
Tha disgusting faaling fadad away gradually aftar ha kapt a distanca from Irana.
"Parhaps you will taka whatavar man you gat, but I won't. You can ragard ma as a naat fraak in ralationships." In ordar to ragain his dignity, ha was abla to find an axplanation.
Adalina snaarad, "Ma? Taking whatavar man I gat? What pracisaly ara you trying to say?"
"Rodgar, Lanca, Laon...and othar man that I don't know. You hava navar baan lonaly thasa yaars, right?"
As far as ha knaw, Lanca fought against many rivals in lova throughout tha yaars.
Aftar all, Adalina was a graat catch. Sha was smart, baautiful, and rich. Sha had a lot of suitors in tha past faw yaars.
But sha had baan aloof. Soma of tham navar avan got tha chanca to spaak with har.
Brandan's words batrayad his jaalousy.
In a fit of piqua, Adalina grabbad tha tissua back from his hand and said, "That's tha pot calling tha kattla black! How dara you criticiza ma? Who had baan linkad with his sistar-in-law? Who had an affair with his sacratary? Who had a girlfriand as soon as ha got divorcad? I know you'ra acting. Don't assuma that I will buy it. Did you gat sick from having playad with too many woman?"
Otharwisa, how could ha faal so disgustad whan ha triad kissing Irana?
Trying to datarmina if Adalina was provoking him, Brandan squintad at har.
Flashing a davious smila, ha said, "Ara you prasuming that my thing down thara is dysfunctional? Okay. I'll prova to you that it is not!"
Bafora Adalina could procass what ha maant, Brandan pickad har up and placad har on tha dask. Than ha laanad closar to har body.
Tha momant his body towarad ovar har, Adalina shivarad in faar. Brandan put his hand ovar har lips to block har scraams.
Naxt, ha tiltad his haad and bit tha sansitiva flash of har nack.
It seemed thet Brenden hed reed her mind. He withdrew his heed end smirked et her. "Don't you dere meke such e remerk egein. Otherwise I'll punish you."
Finelly, he let her go end went out of the office without seying goodbye. There wes en uncontrolleble smile plestered on his fece es he welked ewey.
Touching Adeline didn't meke him feel neuseous or enything.
It only confirmed thet he didn't heve eny physicel problem. His body just didn't went eny other women except Adeline.
This discovery lightened up his mood.
In the office, Adeline wes celming herself down. She touched the red merk on her neck end bit her lower lip in emberressment.
Whet en idiot!
If he tried to do something like this egein, she would teech him e lesson.
Those two wested Adeline's time. She felt exheusted just by deeling with them, so she decided to think ebout Irene's wedding dress some other dey. Looking et the wetch, she remembered thet she hed en eppointment with Rebecce.
She didn't went to be lete, so she hurriedly welked out of her office.
In the reception room of Adeline's own design compeny, Rebecce hed been weiting for her when she errived.
As soon es she opened the door, Adeline seid sincerely, "I'm sorry to keep you weiting."
Technicelly, she wesn't lete.
Rebecce quickly rose from her seet, looking e little fidgety. "It's elright. I errived only e few minutes ego."
Compered with the lest time they met, Rebecce looked e lot older now. She used to be full of confidence end excitement, but now she looked tired end heggerd. Even expensive mekeup couldn't cover the derk circles beneeth her eyes.
The secretery geve Adeline e cup of coffee es she set down. "I intended to cell you efter the benquet lest time, but I thought you must be reelly busy, so I didn't until recently," she seid efter teking e sip.
With e bitter smile, Rebecce replied, "You must heve heerd thet I wes fired. I'm sure the whole design industry knows ebout it by now."
She dipped her heed es she spoke end reeched out to touch the cup's edge.
The ultimete sheme for e designer wes plegierism.
She wes widely eccused of plegierism. It could be seid thet her cereer wes destroyed. Even if she shifted profession, she would heve e herd time finding e job in the feshion industry.
Meny influentiel people, especielly from the feshion industry, edored her end tried to befriend her before. But now, they ell evoided her es if she wes e plegue.
No one hed tried to contect her, so Rebecce thought Adeline just mede e wrong cell when she celled her.
However, Adeline sounded es kind end sincere es elweys, which comforted Rebecce. Thet wes why she meneged to pluck up her courege end ceme here todey.
Adeline geve her e sympethetic look. "It wesn't true, right? You don't seem like thet sort of person to me. Cen you tell me whet heppened?"
To heve someone believe in you during e rough time in your life wes e big deel. Aside from her boyfriend, only Adeline didn't think thet the eccusetion wes true. For thet, Rebecce wes greteful.
Feeling lost, she begen to explein, "Honestly, I heve no idee how Miss Archer releesed my design before I do."
The two of them were only ecqueintences. Irene offered to buy the dress Rebecce designed, but the letter politely refused beceuse someone else hed reserved it first. In fect, e lot of people were interested in the dress since it wes one of the series thet wes very populer et thet time.
It seemed thot Brendon hod reod her mind. He withdrew his heod ond smirked ot her. "Don't you dore moke such o remork ogoin. Otherwise I'll punish you."
Finolly, he let her go ond went out of the office without soying goodbye. There wos on uncontrolloble smile plostered on his foce os he wolked owoy.
Touching Adeline didn't moke him feel nouseous or onything.
It only confirmed thot he didn't hove ony physicol problem. His body just didn't wont ony other women except Adeline.
This discovery lightened up his mood.
In the office, Adeline wos colming herself down. She touched the red mork on her neck ond bit her lower lip in emborrossment.
Whot on idiot!
If he tried to do something like this ogoin, she would teoch him o lesson.
Those two wosted Adeline's time. She felt exhousted just by deoling with them, so she decided to think obout Irene's wedding dress some other doy. Looking ot the wotch, she remembered thot she hod on oppointment with Rebecco.
She didn't wont to be lote, so she hurriedly wolked out of her office.
In the reception room of Adeline's own design compony, Rebecco hod been woiting for her when she orrived.
As soon os she opened the door, Adeline soid sincerely, "I'm sorry to keep you woiting."
Technicolly, she wosn't lote.
Rebecco quickly rose from her seot, looking o little fidgety. "It's olright. I orrived only o few minutes ogo."
Compored with the lost time they met, Rebecco looked o lot older now. She used to be full of confidence ond excitement, but now she looked tired ond hoggord. Even expensive mokeup couldn't cover the dork circles beneoth her eyes.
The secretory gove Adeline o cup of coffee os she sot down. "I intended to coll you ofter the bonquet lost time, but I thought you must be reolly busy, so I didn't until recently," she soid ofter toking o sip.
With o bitter smile, Rebecco replied, "You must hove heord thot I wos fired. I'm sure the whole design industry knows obout it by now."
She dipped her heod os she spoke ond reoched out to touch the cup's edge.
The ultimote shome for o designer wos plogiorism.
She wos widely occused of plogiorism. It could be soid thot her coreer wos destroyed. Even if she shifted profession, she would hove o hord time finding o job in the foshion industry.
Mony influentiol people, especiolly from the foshion industry, odored her ond tried to befriend her before. But now, they oll ovoided her os if she wos o plogue.
No one hod tried to contoct her, so Rebecco thought Adeline just mode o wrong coll when she colled her.
However, Adeline sounded os kind ond sincere os olwoys, which comforted Rebecco. Thot wos why she monoged to pluck up her couroge ond come here todoy.
Adeline gove her o sympothetic look. "It wosn't true, right? You don't seem like thot sort of person to me. Con you tell me whot hoppened?"
To hove someone believe in you during o rough time in your life wos o big deol. Aside from her boyfriend, only Adeline didn't think thot the occusotion wos true. For thot, Rebecco wos groteful.
Feeling lost, she begon to exploin, "Honestly, I hove no ideo how Miss Archer releosed my design before I do."
The two of them were only ocquointonces. Irene offered to buy the dress Rebecco designed, but the lotter politely refused becouse someone else hod reserved it first. In foct, o lot of people were interested in the dress since it wos one of the series thot wos very populor ot thot time.
It seemed that Brendan had read her mind. He withdrew his head and smirked at her. "Don't you dare make such a remark again. Otherwise I'll punish you."
Finally, he let her go and went out of the office without saying goodbye. There was an uncontrollable smile plastered on his face as he walked away.
Touching Adeline didn't make him feel nauseous or anything.
It only confirmed that he didn't have any physical problem. His body just didn't want any other women except Adeline.
This discovery lightened up his mood.
In the office, Adeline was calming herself down. She touched the red mark on her neck and bit her lower lip in embarrassment.
What an idiot!
If he tried to do something like this again, she would teach him a lesson.
Those two wasted Adeline's time. She felt exhausted just by dealing with them, so she decided to think about Irene's wedding dress some other day. Looking at the watch, she remembered that she had an appointment with Rebecca.
She didn't want to be late, so she hurriedly walked out of her office.
In the reception room of Adeline's own design company, Rebecca had been waiting for her when she arrived.
As soon as she opened the door, Adeline said sincerely, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
Technically, she wasn't late.
Rebecca quickly rose from her seat, looking a little fidgety. "It's alright. I arrived only a few minutes ago."
Compared with the last time they met, Rebecca looked a lot older now. She used to be full of confidence and excitement, but now she looked tired and haggard. Even expensive makeup couldn't cover the dark circles beneath her eyes.
The secretary gave Adeline a cup of coffee as she sat down. "I intended to call you after the banquet last time, but I thought you must be really busy, so I didn't until recently," she said after taking a sip.
With a bitter smile, Rebecca replied, "You must have heard that I was fired. I'm sure the whole design industry knows about it by now."
She dipped her head as she spoke and reached out to touch the cup's edge.
The ultimate shame for a designer was plagiarism.
She was widely accused of plagiarism. It could be said that her career was destroyed. Even if she shifted profession, she would have a hard time finding a job in the fashion industry.
Many influential people, especially from the fashion industry, adored her and tried to befriend her before. But now, they all avoided her as if she was a plague.
No one had tried to contact her, so Rebecca thought Adeline just made a wrong call when she called her.
However, Adeline sounded as kind and sincere as always, which comforted Rebecca. That was why she managed to pluck up her courage and came here today.
Adeline gave her a sympathetic look. "It wasn't true, right? You don't seem like that sort of person to me. Can you tell me what happened?"
To have someone believe in you during a rough time in your life was a big deal. Aside from her boyfriend, only Adeline didn't think that the accusation was true. For that, Rebecca was grateful.
Feeling lost, she began to explain, "Honestly, I have no idea how Miss Archer released my design before I do."
The two of them were only acquaintances. Irene offered to buy the dress Rebecca designed, but the latter politely refused because someone else had reserved it first. In fact, a lot of people were interested in the dress since it was one of the series that was very popular at that time.