Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Chapter 17

At the Ethan Mansion

Mr. Parker sighed, massaging his temples as he stared at his best friend, Ethan, who lounged like an emperor on the plush sofa. Why did he always have to endure this torment from the devil himself?

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The room was tense, filled with trembling designers clutching expensive suits. Their pleading eyes often darted toward Mr. Parker, silently begging for salvation. He could only shake his head helplessly. If they thought their situation was bad, his was far worse.

Just hours earlier, he’d been in the middle of an important business meeting when the devil called.

“Come home.”

That was all Ethan said before abruptly hanging up..

Without question, Mr. Parker had halted the entire meeting and rushed to the Ethan mansion, thinking it must be something critical. Instead, he found a moody Ethan surrounded by stressed designers.

“Ethan,” Mr. Parker groaned after what felt like an eternity of waiting, “we’ve been sitting here for three hours, and you haven’t liked a single suit.”

“These are all terrible,” Ethan replied, his voice cold and decisive.

Mr. Parker glanced at the pile of rejected suits, all designed by top–tier professionals whose work was considered fashion gold. But here, under Ethan’s ruthless scrutiny, they were deemed garbage.

“What about this blue one?” he tried, pointing at a neatly tailored option.

“No.”

“This gray one?”

“No.”

“This blue one looks great; the color would suit you.”

it a glance.

the bridge of his nose, his patience wearing thin. “Ethan, it’s just a business

as he muttered, “I’m going to meet my

fell into stunned

stopped in their tracks, their ears perking up in disbelief. The designers, despite their nervousness,

everyone’s daze. They all quickly resumed their tasks as though nothing had happened, silently offering prayers for the brave woman who had managed

this devil’s heart.

peace. “Ethan, you look good in anything. Really, just

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“The first impression has to be perfect. Do you think I want her to

bitterly. I didn’t tell your future wife that you were gay! She assumed it on her own! And guess what? She thinks

voice these thoughts aloud. Instead, he plastered on

banter with a faint smile of his own. The Ethan family had been his lifelong employers, and he had witnessed their legacy grow stronger with each generation. The

known for his icy demeanor and an aura of nobility and danger that intimidated everyone in his presence. A perfectionist to the core, he tolerated no flaws, and his mysophobia kept most people at arm’s length. The few exceptions were his younger sister, Ivy–a

he picked up a sleek black suit with a red tie.

he asked, his disdain evident. “Who even gave you the title of ‘designer‘? Would you wear these yourself? This is unacceptable–absolutely dreadful. You should consider changing careers because clearly, designing

winced at the scathing critique, but none dared to speak. Mr. Parker buried his face in his hands, wondering

in Ethan’s icy

his head in silent sympathy. I can’t save you; I’m barely surviving myself, he thought. But then, like a light bulb switching on, an idea sparked in his mind. Why didn’t I

out his phone, Mr.

keeping his voice low, “what color

hesitated, puzzled by the odd question “Uh… she’s wearing

triumphant smile spread across Mr. Parkerface. “Thanks, Mia. You’re

her a picture of the dress—a stunning red creation. But

holding a sleek black suit with a red tie. “Ethan,” he said casually, “I think this one is perfect for you. I heard she’s also wearing red

it from Mr. Parker, inspecting it thoughtfully. The hint of approval in his expression