The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1143:

“What an unpleasant surprise,” Ellie muttered, her enthusiasm for shopping vanishing after she saw Fay.

“Well, if it isn’t Ellie! What a coincidence,” Fay greeted them with a fake smile.

Ellie rolled her eyes silently, feeling more frustrated. Though she no longer loved Jayceon and despised him deeply, seeing him with Fay still affected her mood. She murmured, “Imagine running into someone you can’t stand. Just my luck.”

She kept her tone even, unconcerned whether Jayceon or Fay caught her comment.

Jayceon’s gaze lingered on Ellie; he noticed that she looked even younger and more beautiful than before. For a moment, something stirred in him, but he quickly masked it with a casual smile. “Small world, isn’t it?”

Lifting a tailored jacket, Ellie ran her fingers over the stitching, then glanced at Fay with a faint, mocking smile. “You don’t own the place. Am I supposed to avoid stores just because you’re here?”

laugh, her eyes shining with smugness. Ellie’s irritation was proof enough that Jayceon still mattered to her. She didn’t know every detail of their history, but she had

had feelings for Ellie, her humble background disqualified her from marrying him. They might have loved each other, but so what? In the end, she would be the one marrying Jayceon. With a satisfied tilt of her chin, Fay said, “I never claimed you couldn’t shop here. It’s just a surprise to see you. Who are you

garment in Ellie’s hands, noting its size, a perfect fit for

her mind that maybe Ellie, after doing Jayceon’s order, still

would I buy for? My husband, obviously. Or maybe my father. You should really mind

Fay was left speechless.

who tossed Fay a teasing look. “Do you want to buy this jacket,

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at the khaki jacket Ellie was holding. “Please. That thing is hideous. I wouldn’t want it even if you paid

countered with a pointed look at the black shirt draped over Fay’s arm. “That’s a terrible choice for Jayceon. The grey one would do him

flashed wide as she retorted, “I’m his wife. If I think it looks good on him, that’s

outfit. Or have you forgotten that it was you who asked me to design your wedding dress?” The more Ellie spoke,