eyes, she could still see the intrigued gazes upon her. The playful voices shouting, "Whose is she?" And when she recalled Simon treating her like a starving beggar, the barely healed wound reopened, exposing raw flesh.
Kenneth's advice to dress prettily for the first meeting followed.
Soon to be married. Yet they didn't even know each other's faces except for names. From birth to marriage, her life had been far from ordinary. Normalcy seemed so difficult, making Ellie feel miserable.
Ethan Jung. A man with quite an impressive background. She vaguely remembered seeing his photo, but couldn't recall it clearly. At that time, all her attention was on Simon. The foolish Ellie Yeo, who had stupidly hoped that even Simon would be shaken upon hearing the news of her marriage.
She went up to her room, put on a moderately modest light blue two-piece suit, applied light makeup, took a taxi, and smoothly headed to P Hotel.
