Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Ariana sneered at him and then shrugged. She stepped forward and looked at Brielle from head to toe. Afterward, she tut-tutted with displeasure. “The designer is a minimalist artist. You are dressed like a Christmas tree. Can’t you see that it just doesn’t make sense?”

Brielle rolled her eyes and uttered sarcastically, “What do you know about fashion? It’s called contrast. You know, the products are not eye- catching already. If I wear some plain clothes like I’m attending a funeral, the target audience won’t spare the commercial a second glance, let alone buy the trashy products.”

The couple was in sync. They didn’t see anything wrong with the outfit.

Ariana felt the urge to explain to them. But then, she remembered that they were blockheads. She turned to look at the designer-Ivan Russo, who had been standing aside. She thought about how best to explain the current situation to him. “Well-“

“Don’t bother yourself, miss. I actually understand your language,” Ivan piped up in Italian.

Ariana’s jaw dropped. That meant he heard Brielle’s disparaging remarks about his designs.

to his

two smiled at each other. Then Ivan

to change the model for the

and her career would suffer

offer politely. “I’m sorry, sir. I’m an agent here, not

You are very beautiful. With a look of regret, Ivan continued, “Your physical appearance and temperament are just

not far away and commented, “I love your designs. They are unique. I can see that you combined traditional and

She knew that only a designer who knew his onions could make a compromise between his own

a lot of work and

to others, Ariana knew

her. “Here’s my card. I’m glad I met an understanding and insightful person like you. As