From Wife To Fashion Tycoon

ppeared pitiful with swollen red e

ing into Callan's embrace, looking up

s forehead as he saw Sylvia's pitiable state

ppened today?" C

d with a sense of grievance, "I just changed m

dded, "Perhaps the curling iron was

herself, saying, "I gu

et with tears, blinked. She didn't mention

well from their past three years together. He was

here with me?" Sylvia asked, her lips pouting as she

d over his deep-set eyes. After a moment, he

pretended to be worried. "Lacey looked unwe

d his face

ssion grew more serious. After a short pause, h

ce. She believed she was still the one he

ed, "Callan, I know we've missed s

ave other matters to take care of

d and exited the ward, leaving Sylvia to gaze

took out his phone an

records from Owen Entertain

y Bella earlier, was at her desk applyi

grimaced a

finished, he

sharp twinge through her heart, an

's voice, devoid of warmth,

ll before Lacey

blank screen, Lace

an would be with Syl

confront her about the

orrow intertwining, Lacey made h

s there, promptly ope

on the sofa. His face was stern and he

re joining Owen Entertainment?

es conveying a sense of helplessness

ached for some food on the co

ou need to eat when you're hungry?" Ca

taken aback by his unexpected action. Fo

come here. Wasn't it

prise. Callan actually n

ed over her as she remembered

questioned, "Am I being foolish? Is it not bec

ation towards Sylvia, and his exp

ouch her head, bu

me distance," Lacey sa

e day before about one's heart being with someone el

g the divorce agreemen

adness crossed her face and eyes. She had

nded, nodding but not accepting th

an reached out and

pain in her wrist

Seeing the pain in her face,

he partly removed Band-Aid on