Innumerable memories flooded Rose’s mind like relentless nightmares, leaving her heart in turmoil. She made her way to the fridge, retrieved a chilled bottle of water, and drank it all, hoping to quell the unrest within her.

At this moment, a thud emanated from the fitting room, jolting Rose. Hastily, she approached and rapped on the door, concern evident in her voice. “Ms. Sparks, is everything alright? Ms. Sparks?”

No one responded. Rose felt something was off and barged into the fitting room.

“Ms. Sparks!”

Clarissa had fainted, her upper body exposed. Clarissa’s back was covered with bruises and scabs formed by old injuries.

Rose was stunned for two seconds before she swiftly took off her coat to cover Clarissa’s body. Then she carried her up.

“Ms. Sparks, wake up!”

consciousness, Rose’s relief was palpable, yet her concern lingered. “How did you get these

probing gaze, Clarissa turned

Did Josh do this to you?” Rose’s eyes blazed with fury, their depths

Emerson, this is a private matter.

up. She frantically wore her clothes. “I will transfer the money to you shortly. I will ask my assistant to collect the gown from you. Sorry for the

air, “Ms. Sparks, domestic abuse isn’t a singular

anguish and torment you’ve endured all

you truly willing to spend the rest of your life with

the strain. Are you resigned

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