icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Too Late For Regret: The Unbothered Bride

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 949    |    Released on: Today at 09:53

n agreement, Alex sat in the private sui

s, the red pen in her fingers marking cita

or the final hem adjustments before the

the salon's heavy gla

p from the margins

the hardwood floor, accompanied by t

ice commanded from

pen, closed the blue fol

his right arm bent where Hollie Mathis re

ture before the market closes," Basil said, dismissing the roo

jacket, her diamond tulip bracelet

id softly, her smile apologetic and sweet. "Mr. Mcleod wouldn't

down on the velvet sofa, smoothin

Hollie added, patting the cushion beside her. "I brought

jacket and took the leat

said, checking his watch with calculated irritati

the salon director said, stepping forward with an a

e on the marble table, and walke

the heavy double ve

he circular mahogan

tique ivory lace, woven through with microscopic

framed her collarbones w

fell into an absol

r seamstresses froze with their m

pped dead against the platinu

d platform, his mouth parting slightly, caught of

ushions, tilting her head with

. "Though Miss Marsh's courtroom energy is always so fierce and demanding. A romant

wide eyes toward A

t a modern partnership much better, Miss M

s jaw hardening as he leaned back i

oice carrying across the silent salon. "You look like you're preparing

th tailor's chalk in hand. "Shall we lower the neckli

Alex's voice cut through th

ke for one

ped her eyes immedi

retending to adjust a satin

eir eyes fixed entirely o

caught Alex's gaze for half a second, her lip

hair, his face darkening

to humiliate me in front of m

at him from the

said, her amber eyes locking onto his face. "You forfeit

essed down like an iron weight, su

ollie's eyes instantly wel

s trembling as she clutched Basil's jac

pt softly, her voice trembling with perfect vulnerability

apped, his protective temper flaring

ind his shoulder, glaring a

erchief, turning her tearful gaze toward

exhibition gown, encrusted from neckline to tra

delicate finger at the display. "That crystal fishtail gown is breathtaking... Mr

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
Too Late For Regret: The Unbothered Bride
Too Late For Regret: The Unbothered Bride
“Alex was standing in a VIP bridal boutique, getting fitted for a million-dollar custom gown paid for by her billionaire tech CEO fiancé. They had been together for eight years, building his empire from a cold studio apartment to Wall Street. But while she was suffocating in French lace, her phone buzzed with an Instagram post from his executive assistant, Hollie. It was a beach photo in St. Barts. In the reflection of Hollie's sunglasses, Alex clearly saw Basil-the man who had just texted her that he was trapped in a New York blizzard for emergency board meetings. When Basil returned, he didn't even try to hide his betrayal. At a high-society gala, Alex caught them making out behind a velvet curtain, with Basil feeding Hollie dessert and promising her executive suites. The final straw came during her last dress fitting. Basil brought Hollie along, mocked Alex's custom gown as boring, and bought Hollie an ultra-revealing bridal sample to try on right in front of her. When Alex threw a glass of champagne in the assistant's face, Basil flew into a rage. He shoved Alex violently to the marble floor, severely injuring her elbow. "Get on your knees and apologize," he snarled, standing over her. "Or the wedding is off. Let's see how long you survive in this city without my capital." He truly believed that eight years of her silent sacrifices and brilliant legal work were just stepping stones for his ego. He thought that without his wealth, she was just an insecure, helpless woman who would cry in an empty mansion and beg for his mercy. But Basil forgot one crucial detail: Alex wasn't just his fiancée, she was an apex corporate litigator. She didn't shed a single tear. Instead, she packed her bags, threw his first promise ring down the trash chute, and walked into his favorite Michelin-starred restaurant three days later to serve him with papers for a total asset partition.”