When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 1 Do You Want Me

When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 1 Do You Want Me

Whimer Spencer was on her way to deliver some documents to the CEO’s office when she got a call from the bridal shop

“Ms. Spencer, the wedding dress you tried on lost time has been altered. You can come in to try it again.”

After hanging up the phone, Whitney knocked twice on the CEO’s door. She pushed it open, only to find that Damian Howard wasn’t there.

He wasn’t there the last time she tried on dresses either. She had hoped he could join her this time, but it seemed he was busy again.

It was almost time to head home, so Whiter decided to go to the bridal shop on her cuti.

The shop was housed in a vintage building, exading a unique artistic vibe. This was one of the top bridal shops in Seaboucke

As soon as the staff members saw Whitey get out of the car, they greeted her with respect. After all, they were well aware that she was the future bride of the her to the Howard family in Seabourke.

“Your dress is in the Eating room at the back, Ms. Spencer?!

Noticing the start members were about to personally escort her, Whitney smiled politely. “Tom go by myself.”

The curved ballway was lined with beautifully crafted wedding dresses. As she walked, she admired the exquisite designs. The soft carpet almost swallowed up the sound of her

Suddenly, familur vokes drifted from the fitting room ahead.

Enough. Don’t make ass”

“I’m not making a fuss! I just want to attend your wedding and be a bridesmaid Why is that so wrong?

The man’s voice was deep and commanding while the woman’s response was full of frustration.

Whitney’s heart skipped a beat. Her steps grew her as she slowly moved toward the door of the fitting room.

doce wasn’t billy closed Through the narrow crack, she couldn’t see much, but the voices were

can’t,” the man said

just want to be a little closer to

able to resist running away from the wedding! The man seemed to rent as he continued, “You love shopping, right? Go to Croydon for a few

you? Your nime‘ or your secret lover? Just let me go.“The woman’s voice

sounded helpless

tell you before? status doesn’t matter. What matters is the heart. Don’t

married? The woman’s voice

trust that doing this for our future, the man

Istened to the conversation, her blood seemed to rush to her head, as if

the man she was set to marry in a month, and Rachel Yames, his niece in name

adopted by Damian’s grandfather, Elijah Howard, as his great–granddaughter.

had loved for eight years, the one who had always been so land and wrtentive to her,

fitting room name more patling sounds, along with some

trying to hold back the

to move her legs, which fell heavy, as she

had darkened, and the streetlights flickered on. The streets were filled

the faces glowing with happiness. To Whitney, it was blinding. It was like arrel teminder that her love lite was nothing

other since they were children. He was four years older than her, and she had always followed him an sound Damian never minded and always protected her Herven scolded those who bullied

had always been very attentior to Rachel tos

became more handsome and mature. His elegant and poised demeanor became more apparent Whitney rely began to

and Damian pamprod and cared for her in turn. He made her his secretary so that they could see each

moment, she heard thou words.

tealand she had walked to the entrance of Bhie Night Bar Shepard fat a moment, then stepped inside.

doidered Whitney rarely drank, but now, she

time at Blue Night Bar. The last time she was he was with Hansdags for one of his cross–ami tomt. Damian smiled and stopped thens,

couldn’t drink and

it to come for her bed fause he didn’t

had teased

De You Want

at her lips. Before she knew