Rewriting My Heart's Fate

I made it! I made a name for myself in the fashion industry on my own! From this moment onward, the name "Evelyn" will be synonymous with Rithor Fashion!

Just then, a commotion broke out in the crowd. Curious, I looked over. In the next second, my entire body froze.

Ethan had appeared on the scene without me noticing. His tall, imposing figure stood like a mountain, and his handsome face was as cold as frost. Dressed in a sleek black suit, he exuded elegance, his frame both slender and upright. The moment our gazes met, it felt like my breath caught in my throat.

He was back in the country?

In those deep, enigmatic eyes swirled emotions that I couldn't begin to comprehend. I wanted to run, but as if I was nailed to the ground, I was unable to move.

Ethan strode forward with long, purposeful steps, and the crowd automatically parted to make way for him. Before I knew it, he was standing before me, his towering frame casting an invisible yet palpable pressure over me.

I forced a stiff smile. "What a coincidence, Mr. Grayson. I didn't expect to see you here."

I tried to keep my tone as casual as possible. "Did you come especially to congratulate me? I'm truly flattered."

my mouth before I wished I could bite my own tongue off. What

finally spoke in a low voice. "That's right. I heard you won over

tone was flat, devoid of

awkward smile, my mind a mess. Was he sincerely congratulating me or mocking me for

standoff, I

my arm and pulled me aside. I gasped in surprise, instinctively trying to pull free. However, his

I hissed in

tightened his grip on my arm. "I need to talk to you," he said in a commanding tone that brooked no

secluded corner, my heart pounding with unease.

night flashed through

thoughts, he spoke. "Evelyn, about that night...

Was the president of

stunned expression,

I hurt you and scared you that night. Thad too much to drink and lost