Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 9

Sofia went against Daisy’s advice and slipped out of the apartment to work at the Charming Bar.

She couldn’t lie there and wait for Daisy to feed her while also paying for her mother’s medical bills.

It felt shameful to Sofia. Daisy had repaid her in every way possible, and, in fact, Daisy didn’t owe her a thing. If anything, Sofia felt indebted to Daisy for everything she had done.

Sofia entered the changing room, opened her locker, and retrieved her greeter’s uniform to change into. Taking a deep breath, she gathered her hair and put her changed clothes back into the locker.

Suddenly, she heard murmurs from outside of her changing

room.

“Have you heard about that one actress? Ella was disfigured by Mr. Walter, and it drove her to madness. Rumor has it that her parents have come to take her back.”

“Have you seen those videos Ella posted? They’re crazy!”

“Where’d she post it? Let me see!”

“She was banned online, and all of her videos were deleted in a night. But her career is completely finished.”

“Has Mr. Walter been caught yet?”

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“He got arrested, and it seems he’s also implicated in the previous case of the female college students. He’s likely to receive a heavy sentence!”

“Heavy sentence, my ass. His family has a ton of money, so they’ll just bribe him out.”

“Actually, the Walters lost everything this morning. Their stocks all crashed! I don’t think he’s getting out of this one!”

When Sofia heard this, she was momentarily taken aback, wondering if someone had stood up for her. But upon reflection, she found the thought absurd. What was she now? Was she even worthy of someone standing up for her?

But those two deserved it.

She finished packing up her things, got up, and walked out of the changing room. Those outside stopped talking and looked at Sofia.

It wasn’t until Sofia stepped out of the employee room that they resumed their conversation. “I heard that Mr. Walter and Ella got into trouble because of that woman that just walked by.

“No way! She was so ugly! What kind of person would do that for her?”

“Mr. Sanchez was there last night, right? Maybe he likes ugly women?”

The voices laughed, and Sofia froze in her tracks. She lingered by the bar doors, a few steps away from where she was stationed. But, Meroy started to shout at her.

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“Sofia, come here for a minute!”

and walked over to her boss, wondering what she was calling

glanced at Sofia and felt bad,

have to be

she sighed with relief. Being

Meroy, “Thank you, Sis May, I’ll go change and clean the

up and down, “don’t change your clothes, go straight to room 808. Mr. Stewart’s orders. From now on, you’re

Sofia’s face paled.

meant to deceive anyone. To

her at the front of the bar wasn’t enough to humiliate her, so of course, he’d put her to work and drink with

at all with

and she was numb to it, but

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a position? How could he

slowly lowered her head and clenched both

it. Finley would

the case three years ago, and it

love with such a cruel, heartless man. Falling in love with him was her biggest mistake, so much

her eyes. Sofia had offended the wrong people, but Meroy

voice and lifted a hand to pat Sofia’s thin shoulder. “Go on,” She said gently. “It’s not good to keep

808. She gently pushed the door open, not expecting the lack of commotion. There was only the strong

giving off light and

leaned back on the sofa, looking tired, with

slowly emerged amidst the

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recognized that it was Finley. She backed away, turning towards the

cigarette. ash in his hand, his

a deer in the headlights. So, she slowly turned around and walked

click, Finley’s bodyguard stationed outside

body trembled, and the moment she saw Finley, all her past

was the

pulled at his tie,

kept himself seated while Sofia stood there in

in New York? She was a famous designer, and he was a renowned

And their circumstances were so absurd

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his clenched jaw revealed

impossible for him to have loved her. She was always just a pawn in

her. He had bit her, bruised her. And he always thought that it was

Finley’s own father. He had killed him, swallowed the Stewarts‘ property, and forced his mother to work and die in New York’s underground prostitution rings.

How could he love this woman, the offspring of his enemy? She didn’t

no good with a father like

wine.” Finley’s voice was

up sheltered and protected by her parents. Due