Chapter 13

Nora, wearing an exquisite white cashmere coat, looked gentle and elegant, her ears adorned with Australian white pearls.

Just her shawl around her neck was worth tens of thousands. The saleswoman quickly approached her. “Mrs. Sterling, is Mr. Sterling not accompanying you to select jewelry today?”

“Mrs. Sterling, we’ve received the latest arrivals. Each piece is suitable for you.

“Mrs. Sterling, the jade you asked me to hold for you has arrived. You should try it on; it will complement your complexion beautifully.

The saleswomen addressed her as “Mrs. Sterling” one after another, and Nora looked at Aveline with a triumphant smile, declaring her victory.

Everyone knew that Alexander doted on her like a treasure, but they didn’t realize that Aveline was the

one he had married officially

Aveline’s hands, hanging at her sides, clenched into fists. Why did she have to meet the person she least

wanted to see at her most miserable moment?

Nora gently asked, “Selling such high–quality rings for cash might lead to a significant loss.”

Aveline reached out and took the ring box. Her face turned ashen. “I’m not selling it.”

“Not selling it? What a pity. I quite like this ring, and considering our previous meeting, I was willing to pay a high price for it. Miss Blackwood, aren’t you short of money?”

The way Nora said this made Aveline realize that Nora had exploited her weakness.

The saleswomen around tried to persuade her, “Miss, this is Mr. Sterling’s fiancee, so Miss Blackwood, you can be sure she will give you a good price. You won’t even have to go through our usual process to get the money.”

The repeated use of “Mrs. Sterling” was truly ironic. She had once sworn to herself that she wouldn’t get a divorce, but a year later, she had become the talk of the town. Aveline felt that her marriage to Alexander

had turned into a calculated farce.

face. “Miss

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was disgusting. Aveline’s eyebrows furrowed. “I’m not selling it.”

you’re already at your wits end. Do you really need to hold onto your dignity? If I were you, I’d let it go. Has no one told you that clinging desperately

words are truly amusing. If you’re so fond of taking things, why don’t you go rob

the two women argued, the ring flew out of the box, arcing through

to retrieve it, but the ring rolled to a pair of exquisitely

the door.

down to pick it up, and a drop of rain fell on her neck, sending a chilling shiver down her

the cold, heartless eyes of Alexander. He still held the black umbrella,

black wool coat accentuated his

time she saw him. He had been twenty years old, standing in a sunlit field wearing a white shirt, as though he were standing at the center of her

making her look even slimmer, with a sharp chin that seemed even more pronounced than it had three months

unparalleled in his magnificence, while she was insignificant

been designed by him

he had placed it on her finger, except for removing it during showers, she

she wouldn’t have resorted to this, but the precious. possession she treasured was

was

explained, “Alexander, you arrived just in time. I

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expression remained icy, and his frigid gaze fell on Aveline’s frustrated face as he

clenching her lips to prevent herself from crying. “Yes, Mr.

lips curled into a mocking smile. “I remember how important this ring was to you, Aveline. It seems your love for it wasn’t as deep as you

about to respond when a sharp pain stabbed through her stomach, triggering her nerves. As the tumor grew, the pain had intensified from a mild discomfort to a piercing agony.

so perfectly matched under the bright fluorescent lights, characters from a classic

like

Even if she wanted to give him

picked up the ring. She returned to

the verge of passing out

Sterling, I once considered it my destiny. Now, it’s merely a stone

trickling down her pale forehead, and her complexion had turned ghostly

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