Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 276: That’s Not How You Should Speak to Your Aunt Aurora

Emily carefully got out of bed and picked up her clothes, especially her Pikachu shorts, grateful that he hadn't seen them in the darkness the night before.

Kevin had always mocked her style, saying that she had graduated from college a year ago, and she still dressed like a schoolgirl. She had just laughed it off at the time, enjoying her casual attire and lively personality, preferring it to uncomfortable high heels.

But the image from last night lingered in her mind.

She recalled the girl who usually wore a white dress, looking so delicate and pure, as if a breeze could sweep her away at any moment. Her voice was truly sexy when she opened the door, her black lace dress adding a touch of allure.

"This is everyone's idea of a pure and innocent girl, the delicate woman I've always protected, and this is how she 'repays' me," Emily thought bitterly. The memory brought a trace of sadness to her brows as she turned on her phone and saw a post from that woman.

It was a photo of her interlocking fingers with a man, captioned: "From now on, we walk this path together."

It seemed like just another couple flaunting their love, but the man was wearing a diamond ring identical to her own engagement ring. Emily had bought the ring with Caroline's assistance, and it was a unique design available only in their town of Clothville-a fact Caroline was well aware of. Below the post were many comments from friends: "You're engaged? Congratulations!"

"Oh, my, then we've missed our chance?"

"Wow, what a secret you have been keeping! When did you get a boyfriend? We had no idea."

The woman had replied, "We've been together for a year, today is our anniversary."

A whole year! Emily felt sick thinking about the time she had spent with Kevin, and how she was deceived by them for a whole year. If she hadn't returned from Chicago a day early to surprise Kevin yesterday, she wouldn't have witnessed that drama-what a spectacle it was.

rang with a call from an unknown number. She pressed

"Hello?"

you call me last night?" a strange woman's voice

wrong number," Emily responded and hung

to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. Even if she fought with that man out of spite, they were still happy, oblivious to her misery. Biting her fingertips, tears rolled down her cheeks. She wished

at the woman beside him, her face buried in the pillow, her makeup smeared from crying. The night was unforgettable, but her tear-stained face obscured any memory of

left promptly. As he stepped outside, he saw two figures nestled together: Aurora, clinging to Julian's arm, a rarely seen coquettish expression on her face. Hidden in the

that damned Julian, had outmaneuvered

important that you couldn't send an assistant to fetch it,

you. I'm just going inside to tidy up a bit; wait here for me," Aurora said cheerfully, actually leaving

room, Eric

Barnet, you've played your hand well," Eric said

him over, surprised to see him. It seemed Eric had dodged a

of effort for

stood face to face, their powerful auras so intimidating

don't be smug. Aurora

end! Last night was just a lesson. It seems

huff. Aurora came out carrying a bag, having swapped the one from the lingerie store. It was now covered by her clothes