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.

got too much confidence in yourself. Were you given some

it to practice your crocheting skills. You're making such beginner's mistakes. In which universe do you think you'll ever get your breakthrough?" The familiar

name for myself in the future,

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

a mistake. Simon lifted Janice's chin. He said slowly, "You'll never make a name for yourself.

her question while sneaking in

never encourage me? All you do is

only inflate

respond to that. She closed her eyes and grasped at the torn

them. She asked, "Simon, has

walking away with her

unhappy. "Don't give her the time of day. She'll

no longer dared to test how much Simon liked her. She needed to be

she did her crocheting. Then,

will. Her effort went unappreciated and was thrown around like rubbish. The hurt was

back. Her tears splattered onto the

too much grief. What hurt her the most was Simon's inability to understand and

the past years, he treated everyone courteously. No one could find fault with him. However, with her, he

her better pieces of crocheting to a competition to make a name for Refined

you exceeded your usual standards. I know how you perform on average. More effort needs to be put in." Simon treated her as though he was her boss, as if he hadn't realized she

about material riches. Their relationship was what mattered to

weak. She threw her crochet hooks aside and leaned on the glass window of

sleep. It had been an

roused from her slumber by her phone ringing. It was Simon. He had called

the lights to continue putting her work back together. Their collaboration with Prosper Stitch Group could not be delayed. Janice didn't have enough time to

calls,

the branch office while Simon stayed in the main office. They were

broke, Janice massaged

"Ms. Smith?"

tidy up the office and await Janice's arrival. Seeing Janice there came as

said, "Make a cup of coffee

"Alright."

enough to start the

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