Love Coming from the Least Expected

I sat in front of the computer for a long time, scrolling through the news. Most of the news coverage was on the Lanes and the Martins, and I was starting to get bored from reading about it. Now that the people of Avenport knew about Christopher’s ties with the Martin family, Christopher would be condemned by all if he were to refuse to marry Monica. Simply put, that was emotional blackmail.

But these people had completely forgotten about one thing; Christopher and I were not bothered about these issues at all. Even if someone were to say anything mean about Christopher, he was not one to harbor grudges.

mistress, since

heartless bunch. They knew they couldn’t take me down; hence, they would rather use this approach to catch Christopher’s

news and gossips that were circulating online. After second thought, I decided against it. He had his hands full with work, and I didn’t want to bother him with such petty news. Besides, he was bound to hear about the news from someone

did not want to attend the piano concert, but I was the one who insisted that he

went to the salon to get my hair styled and had my makeup done flawlessly. After I changed into the outfit that was recommended by the stylist himself, I heard him say, “Miss, you look beautiful in this evening dress, and you’ll definitely

minor supporting role for tonight’s event. I want to look good for my husband.” I twirled around in front of the

beautiful, and I’m sure your husband must love you a lot.” The shop owner was a real

a chuckle, “It’s not a wedding reception. I’m doing this for my love rival. It’s her piano concert,

shop owner balked at me. He probably thought I lost

into a café and waited for him to come and pick me up. After waiting for a long while, much to my surprise, Christopher did not show up. I glanced at my watch and saw that there were only ten minutes left before the opening of the concert. Has Christopher decided not to go? Could it be he’s caught up with some

stood up, and just when I was about to leave, Julia strode in elegantly from the café’s entrance. She was dressed in a black suit, and she looked the epitome of a strong and successful woman. Only this time around, she wasn’t alone. She was followed closely by her personal assistants