FreeNovelChapter 165 The Donkey And The Dangling Carrot From start to finish, not a hint of impatience was displayed. However, the smugness in Abigail's eyes was gradually replaced by unease.
She felt utterly powerless when dealing with Freya Feeling a bit weary from bending over, Freya squatted down beside Abigail's sofa, pointed at a picture in the brochure, and said with a smile. “Ms. Hill, this model just strutted down the runway. I believe it suits your temperament perfectly." "This one is also quite lovely. The lace edging is quite distinctive..." "And yes, there's another..." "Alright! We'll take these!" Nathaniel abruptly stood up, unable to contain his restlessness any longer. He turned and headed towards the bridal shop's exit.
Abigail was thrown into a state of panic. She was well aware that her actions today would undoubtedly displease Nathaniel.
However, she was merely trying to gauge her and Freya's standing in Nathaniel's mind. She wanted to know who he valued more: the woman who saved his life or the enemy's daughter.
Upon discovering that Nathaniel had been sheltering Freya in the Newport villa, she was filled with rage and a burning desire to eliminate Freya herself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAbigail simply couldn't accept it. Was she somehow inferior to Freya? Now, with Nathaniel on the verge of losing his temper, he abruptly stood up, not even bothering to mask his irritation.
She was immediately filled with panic and hastily followed him.
"Nathan! I want to choose again!" "Enough, no more choosing. I have a board meeting soon, and I need to drop you hfirst!” Nathaniel glanced at his wristwatch impatiently. Abigail bit her lip and stood on the bridal shop's steps, seething with anger.
In Nathaniel's eyes, she had always been docile and compliant.
But to hell with compliance! She was about to retort when Nathaniel shot her a warning glance.
"Abigail, our wedding schedule is tight. If you don't mind delaying the wedding, feel free to waste ton these trivialities." Akissile faan tienad ochan. Cha understand Mathanielja imaliestina kit menara sumantad him a Balance: 1413 + 343 1 Coins 1 Pearls Chapter 165 The Donkey And The Dangling Carrot Rewards She took a deep breath, forced an awkward smile, took a few steps forward, and hooked her arm through Nathaniel's. She looked up at him with a flirtatious smile, "Nathan, you're really... mischievous! I was just trying to pick my favorite wedding dress, is that so wrong?" "Let's go back!" Nathaniel opened the car door for Abigail, helped her in, then turned and instinctively glanced back at the bridal shop's entrance.
Freya was still there. He steeled himself, turned back around, and got into the car.
Inside the shop, Freya slowly rose to her feet. Her left knee ached slightly, but a cold smile played at the corners of her lips.
As expected, love could make people foolish, and Abigail seemed to be losing her sharpness.
The farcical scene at the bridal shop soon ended, and Abigail's "test" was a complete failure.
Taylor drove Freya back to Newport Villa. She had been extremely busy lately.
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She needed to finalize the urban practicality as planning and design draft for East East Saeville City as soph as possible. She practically Barricaded herself in the study at Newport Villa, often pulling all-nighters when inspiration struck.
If she hit a roadblock, she would lie If down and try to steep sleep eluded glass her, she would drink a of milk and jog along the tree-lined path in the villa's back garden. She would clear her mind of all distractions, and when exhaustion finally overcher, she would fall asleep.
However, she never jogged near the road on the eastern side of the m garden. Instead she would run along NO the path on the western side, like a donkey chasing a dangling carrot, wearing herself out. The eastern side was off-limits for Freya. The fence of the back garden on the east side was adjacent to the Gomez family's residence.
The exterior of the Gomez family's main house was being renovated, with workers tidying up the paint that had dripped onto the ground.
Freya gazed at the newly refurbished Gomez Manor next door from the guest bedroom window. It felt so alien, devoid of the familiarity it once held.
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