Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 Simon was surprised that Janice had the guts to take that tone with him. He pulled her to the living room on the second floor.

"Let me go!"

Janice shook his hand off. The tears in her eyes dripped onto her shirt.

"What kind of attitude are you taking with me?"

Simon's misogyny took over him. "Don't you know that I've been helping you throughout today?"

He grabbed her wrist and ignored her struggles. Whether his grip hurt her or not was also not part of his

concerns.

Janice suddenly fell silent.

After a moment, she asked hoarsely, "Were you helping me?"

What had he done for her? Was it when he made a mess so she had to come home to endless chores? Or was it when Simon said he wanted home-cooked food and forced her to cook and bring him food?

"Haven't I paid for half of your house? If I hadn't given the go-ahead, would you hold 25% of Refined Threads Co.'s shares? Countless investors are looking to invest here, but I turned them all down. Janice, how could you be so ungrateful?"

He was shameless. Janice's wrist throbbed. "Simon, let me go."

"What can you do if I don't?" Simon's eyes were rimmed red as he continued, "Janice, you better be careful with that attitude of yours around me. I don't care how you treat Mom or Sarah, but you have to remember where you stand with me.

"Throw out all that rubbish of yours. Keep your emotions in line. Don't let them affect your work."

He flung Janice's hand away like she was a rag doll.

Rubbish... Janice was enraged by his high-and-mighty attitude. She spat, "This 'rubbish' kept Refined Textiles Co. running. Simon, how dare you look down on them?"

Simon paused. "What did you say?"

Janice realized what she had said. She pursed her lips and remained silent.

Simon mocked, "Janice, you've dreamed so much your brain has rotted. Your crochet designs are not bad, I'll admit that.

you given some

should use it to practice your crocheting skills. You're making such beginner's mistakes.

asked, "If I make a name for myself

Simon's dictionary, the word 'apology' was probably on the last page. Even if he did apologize, it was always

Simon lifted Janice's chin. He said slowly, "You'll never make a name for yourself. All the talented seamstresses have already won awards for their work by the time they reach

avoiding her question while sneaking in an

do is insult and put me down. If you think I'm so horrible, why don't you break up

you so childish? Praise will only inflate your ego. I'm encouraging

to respond to that. She closed her eyes and grasped at the torn crochet design in her hands.

observing them. She asked,

away with

give her the time of day. She'll

dared to test how much Simon liked her. She needed to be

Co., Janice went into her office, where she did her crocheting. Then, she calmed herself and

unappreciated and was thrown around like rubbish. The

Janice leaned back. Her tears splattered

much grief. What hurt her the most was

find fault with him. However, with her, he never had anything nice

remembered when she took one of her better pieces of crocheting to a competition to make a name for

where you exceeded your usual standards. I know how you perform on average. More

about material riches.

heart rendered her weak. She threw her crochet hooks aside and leaned on the

to sleep. It had been

3:00 am, Janice was roused from her slumber by her phone ringing. It was Simon.

putting her work back together. Their collaboration with Prosper Stitch Group could not be delayed. Janice didn't have enough time to do a new piece of work. She could only do her

for Simon's calls, she

office. They were in opposite directions. They wouldn't run into each

dawn broke, Janice massaged her

"Ms. Smith?"

come to tidy up the office and await Janice's arrival.

and said, "Make a cup of

"Alright."

helped Janice sober up just enough to start the day. In between meetings, she worked on

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