HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 145: I Have Paid For The Dress



Chapter 145: I Have Paid For The Dress

The crowd was still in chaos. Rebecca took Estelle’s hand, and then they walked through the crowd and left the store. It was not until they got into the car that Estelle suddenly remembered that she was still wearing this new dress. “Rebecca, we didn’t pay the bill.” She sounded worried. Rebecca was stunned. “Ah, I forgot it!” “Let’s go back to the store and pay the bill. We can’t just leave like this,” Estelle said. “But if we return to the store now, you will be late for work.” For a moment, Estelle was in a dilemma. She couldn’t take away this dress without paying, or she would feel scourged by her conscience. But Tim was still waiting for her in the company, and she couldn’t be late for work. When she was thinking about what to do, her phone beeped. ‘I have paid for the dress. Don’t worry.’ It was a message from Mr. Mysterious. “Mr. Mysterious texted you?” Rebecca asked. “Yes.” “Let me guess what he said,” Rebecca thought for a while and said, “He must have told you that he has paid for this dress for you, right?” “Yes,” Estelle nodded briefly. “I knew it!” Rebecca shrugged and sighed with emotion. “He is so mysterious. I feel that he is like Doraemon and is omnipotent. When you need help, he will handle everything for you. You’re so lucky. I’m so envious of you.” “Actually, you can also have such a ‘Doraemon’ if you want,” Estelle said with a smile. Rebecca waved her hand and said, “I know what you want to say. You want me to get back with Justin, right?” “Mr. Roberts admitted that he has loved you these years. And he asked me to design a set of jewelry for you.” “Stop!” Rebecca interrupted her, saying, “I don’t want to get married. But, once I get back together

with him, my parents will force me to marry as soon as possible. Then I will lose my freedom.” “But...” “Estelle, don’t try to persuade me anymore. To be honest, seeing your marriage become like this, I don’t want to get married at all,” Rebecca said without thinking. Hearing this, Estelle still wanted to say something, but finally, she bit her tongue. ‘Rebecca is right. My marriage has become a mess. A loser in marriage like me doesn’t deserve to persuade others to get married.’ “Well... Estelle, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that. I always speak without thinking. Sorry,” Rebecca apologized once when she realized her blunt words were hurtful. Feeling remorseful, she patted the steering wheel. Then, unexpectedly, she patted on the horn. “Beep!” In an instant, the piercing car horn filled the air, attracting the attention of the pedestrians and the other drivers on the quiet road. In embarrassment, Rebecca immediately stepped on the gas and sped off. After driving a long distance, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Oh, my God. It was so awkward.” She amused Estelle and couldn’t help chuckling. “What are you going to do this afternoon?” She asked. “Oh, Howard will be in a shoot for a magazine in the afternoon. I’ll go to his place and have a look,” Rebecca responded quickly. “Aren’t you and Howard in a fake relationship?” Estelle inquired, sounding curious. With her face full of helplessness, Rebecca said, “Yes, but we have to put on a full play.” A few minutes later, the car was stopped downstairs at Only Love Jewelry. “Estelle, I’ll pick you up when you’re off work,” Rebecca said as she waved at Estelle. “No, thanks, Rebecca. I’ll take a taxi back home. Don’t worry about me,” Estelle refused politely. “Hee hee, maybe Mr. Mysterious will pick you up,” Rebecca teased her with a meaningful smile. ‘Well, it’s not impossible. But he may not show up. So it’s likely that he will send a driver to pick me up as before,’ Estelle thought. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

While she was lost in thought, a message from Mr. Mysterious came again. ‘The dress is beautiful.’ ‘Thank you, Sir.’ ‘Everyone will be in awe of your surpassing beauty in the afternoon. Today’s the first day you’re back at work. Let’s celebrate it tonight. What do you want to eat for dinner?’ ‘Many fashion models with perfect figures will come to our company in the afternoon. They are much more beautiful than me.’ ‘The models are tall and slim, but you are more sexy than them when you wear this large-sized dress.’ Seeing the message, Estelle looked at her chest. The large-sized dress was longer than the medium-sized one, and it looked like a floor-length dress when she was in it. And the waist of the dress was looser than the previous one, and she had to tighten the belt an extra notch. Only the breast was still tight. ‘Sir, did you see me in this dress?’ ‘Yes. You look beautiful and charming in it.’ ‘Were you also in the Chanel store just now?’ ‘Yes.’ With her head lowered Estelle typed as she walked into the company. Suddenly, someone stopped her and said, “Miss, are you here to order customized jewelry? I’m sorry. Our company doesn’t receive individual customers this afternoon. You may come here again tomorrow.” Estelle raised her head and found that the man speaking to her was Bob. “Bob? What are you doing?” She asked in confusion. “Yes, I’m Bob. Miss, do you know me?” Bob asked confusedly. “Of course, I know you. I’m...” “I’m so sorry, Miss. We really do not have enough designers to serve you this afternoon,” Bob said respectfully. “Bob, you can’t even recognize me?” Estelle asked. While they were talking, Tim walked out of the company impatiently.

With his face full of dissatisfaction, he asked, “Hasn’t she come back yet?” “No. Mr. Roberts, there are still two minutes before the end of the lunch break. Miss Hudson may be back soon,” Bob answered. Tim said with a sneer. “Does she think that she is talented so she can put on airs and keep the customers waiting? Who does she think she is? Bob, go and ask Linda to come here immediately.” “Mr. Roberts, I...” Before Estelle could say anything more, Tim had already turned around and returned to the company. And Bob was still stopping her from entering the company. “Bob, it’s me. I’m...” Estelle tried to explain again but was interrupted. “Oh, I see. You are a fashion model, right?” Bob patted his forehead and said. “Just now, Katrina said that a model was stuck in a traffic jam and hadn’t arrived yet. You are the model, right? Quickly. Come with me. You know how bad-tempered Katrina is. If you keep her waiting any longer, she will lose her temper!” As he spoke, he grabbed Estelle’s wrist and hurriedly took her to the VIP room.


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