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The Billionaire's Fashion Designer

Chapter 9 From hell to hell

Word Count: 1354    |    Released on: 28/04/2024

opened to see the white ceiling, and the smell around was fa

round on the street like a homeless cat, I don't know what rumor you're

he was the only one present with

y something when

u feeling? M

reminder she's married to the Arth

ll me... Clarisse?",

w are you feel

I feel s

symptoms of Malnutrition and that's not go

ition?", Bree asked

looked from her to Clarisse and gave her a gesture aski

s Clarisse w

egna

our weeks

e my suspicion was right, you were seeing someone while married to my brother, then seeing you outside is probably him

iscussed some other time cause tha

hat she needs right

tears that threatened to fall and turned to

baby", Bre

you, I'm sorry to say but due to the undernu

hat

m so

...get wha

y, but.. you

d check again.... probably the

m so

thing hard with her mouth while the

now cause I'm leaving", she said but everything she said was inaudible to Clarisse's ears. She was no longer in the world, her body and soul

e wanted to scream and rage, to let loose the anger and sorrow that was eating away at her soul. But she was too exhausted, too defeated, and to

otten the task done. Victor told Alice and also informed her to go get Clarisse who was still in the hospital. They took her away even though the doctor was against it sayi

otten away from, but it was from hell to hell, she couldn't lift her head till she got to the living ro

in the corner, surprised to see Clari

's she doing her

e a bad feeling abou

ow that you're married, but you still

, Alice said not looki

e was alive that you lack all morals and discipline, you

r the best, you're gettin

Clarisse finally looked up, her eyes were r

rrie

ing her the ethics of marriage that she lacks, she c

for her", Patricia said sweetly rubbing her husband's chest, " a

tect her mother's name, and it hurts so bad that it was suffocating. Her pain was compounded by their callousness, and she wondered if she would ever be able to heal the wounds that ran so deep, she wept s

by and the oldest maid in the house. They were also crying,

rry, we'

idn't do anything wrong, it's no

told you", Abby s

hat

s a monster,

do you

dn't you divorce him because you foun

hunged open, unable to laug

l knew b

dest maid said feeli

g wrong, I didn't even

. Abby covered her mouth weeping profuse

" I thought I finally had a companion, someone that I would love and will love me, but th

ld relate to the pain but there were no amount of words that could console her. They drew her into their

e doub

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The Billionaire's Fashion Designer
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer
“In a world where fairness should reign, injustice often holds sway. It's a place where the innocent suffer, where hard work doesn't always lead to success, and where privilege trumps merit. It's a world that can break hearts, crush dreams, and leave scars that never fully heal. Yet, amidst the darkness, there's still hope – hope for change, for empathy, and for a future where fairness isn't just a distant ideal, but a lived reality for all. But maybe that's not for me. After exchanging the rings I heaved a sigh of relief thinking that could be true, maybe there's truly hope somewhere. " You may now kiss the bride", the priest permitted. Every step he took towards me made me feel nervous, my heart pounding as fast as it could, and slowly he lifted my veil. I could bet I saw a smile for a second but it was immediately replaced with that of disgust on seeing me and he nearly puked. I thought this would be the beginning of dreams and not a nightmare but this would even be my worst nightmare. Wedding days are supposed to be the happiest days right? But that's not the case for me. Who said this world was ever fair? That was a big lie, if it is, to what extent?”