Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 277

These words... they sounded familiar.

Years ago, Janice had once tried to talk to Simon about something in her daily life. Back then, he had dismissed her just like this. So, this was how it felt.

She had spoken to him so sincerely, and he had found her annoying.

"Janice, people don't fall in love with many people in their lifetime. You love me. How could you possibly love Edward? I get it, he has money and power. I don't blame you, and I won't hold it against you. I just hope you can—"

"Simon, get this straight. Don't act like I can't live without you or like my love life ended the moment you left. You think way too highly of yourself. Ever since the day I saw you for who you really are, everything about you disgusts me. Honestly, I must've been blind have ever dated you."

The shock in his eyes was unmistakable.

Janice rested her head against her hand and let out a slow, amused laugh. "Tell me, if I hadn't made it to where I am today, would you have regretted it?"

Simon's pupils flickered.

She smiled. "You wouldn't have. If anything, you would've laughed at me for failing. You'd still be looking down on me, belittling me every chance you got. But too bad for you, I became everything you never wanted me to be."

With that, she reached for the car door. Simon instinctively stepped closer.

Janice frowned, her eyes filled with disgust. "Move. My boyfriend's here." Simon's head snapped around.

A Bentley had just pulled up at the entrance, its headlights still on. Edward, tall and imposing, stepped out and walked toward her with steady confidence.

She felt a little lightheaded from the breeze. When she reached him, she instinctively leaned into his arms. "You actually came? I thought you were joking."

each other, and even when he came home late at night, she was already

even glance at Simon. He simply wrapped an arm around Janice and said, "I told you

and led her toward the Bentley while Simon stood frozen, seething with

of the Rolls-Royce Cullinan said apologetically, "Sir, you're

staggered back a few steps,

drunk, and everything

No... This wasn't possible...

no way she could forget everything between them so

a factory in Yewford Town... had to mean

his last shot at

now on,

Elsie had been silently watching everything unfold. She never

back

But

was that Janice was

could

bombshell, not only on

that she alone could stand for Prosper Stitch Group, and she wasn't afraid to take on anyone. If she dared to expose the

Elsie's instincts weren't wrong.

Bentley, Janice leaned back, feeling a

try to reach me, but I won't bother with them. The Historical

priority right now. Alsovee