When Love Breaks by jack

I couldn't help but chuckle. "We've been walking for quite a while. I've got home and had a shower."RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

"That's good to hear."

"Allen hasn't been causing any more trouble for you, has he?" I asked.

Before Mark and I left, Mark had given Allen a stern warning. Allen was nodding so vigorously that he was practically on the verge of kneeling.

Cheryl nodded. "No more trouble, don't worry. He's signed the divorce papers and left a while ago."

I was a bit surprised. "Allen agreed that quickly?"

It seemed he was honestly scared of Mark. Just the night before, he was still swearing he'd get a piece of my fortune.

Cheryl also breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, you should thank Mr. Larson. He's a good man."

I agreed, "Don't worry. I'll find a chance to thank him."

Cheryl's getting a smooth divorce was a huge relief for me. From then on, I only needed to take care of her. There was no need to deal with that scoundrel anymore.

Being a new brand, Janedream naturally saw moderate business. But that didn't stop me from being incredibly busy.

After nearly half a month of hard work, I finally finished Dorothy's engagement dress with diamonds, white pearls, and rubies. Nothing was missing.

The white pearls were styled into a strap design, with the silver-white fabric sparkling beautifully. It was perfectly tailored at the waist to highlight the figure, and large diamond patches were embedded into the hem, shining brightly even as it hung there.

I also designed a matching necklace, centered with a beautifully colored oval ruby that would gently sway with movement. Everything Dorothy wanted was there without looking overly complicated.

When Christine came in, she called Dorothy to inform her the dress was ready for a fitting. However, Dorothy dragged her feet until the evening. Then, everyone else had left, leaving only me, Christine, and Molly in the office.

As Dorothy was arriving, Christine came in to give me a heads-up. "Brace yourself. She's here to pick a fight and not eager to make the final payment."

"No worries." I stood up and stretched by the window. "After all, she's paid half. Dorothy will only delay her engagement party and waste her money if she wants to nitpick. Worst comes to worst, and we'll wait it out. Whatever changes she wants, we'll make. But the money she has already paid? She's not getting that back."

"Look at you, getting the hang of this," Christine said, surprised.

"What choice do we have?" I shrugged, "We can't all end up out of pocket because of her, can we?"

As I finished speaking, there was a knock on the office door, and Molly came in, saying politely, "Ms. Myers and her mom are here, Jane."

Dorothy and Susan stood at the doorway, surveying my office before Dorothy asked, "Jane, where's the dress?"

"In the fitting room." I led them to the fitting area. The dress was hanging right in the center. Dorothy's eyes lit up, but she quickly suppressed her excitement, feigning dissatisfaction.

Molly stepped forward, carefully took the dress down, and offered, “Ms. Myers, please go ahead and change. If you need anything, let me know."

Most dresses are complicated to wear alone. But this one had a simple design for putting on and taking off.

It wasn't two minutes before Dorothy started complaining, "Are you people stupid? Don't you know to come in and help me?"

Her words were harsh, making Molly frown. Susan saw it and lashed at me,

"Jane, your employees are just like you. None of you have any sense of manners!"

"Insult me all you want, but don't drag Ms. Webster into m Usually m and polite, Molly suddenly cheerful erful turned cold, looking like a cornered bunny ready to bite.

Susan retorted coldly, "I was talking om to Jane. And who are you to interrupt? Let me tell you, if Dorothy isn't satisfied today, we'll reject this dress and make your company shut down!"

"Ma'am, you and your daughter are more bothersome than the rumors suggest...