Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Soon, the contestant ranked third was done with her explanation and it was Natalie’s turn.

Natalie went up to the stage and accepted the small baton from the third-placed designer. Flashing a smile at the audience, she began to explain, “My design concept is very simple actually. As we all know, ethnic minority garments have one thing in common, which is embroidery. Besides having skills, color plays the most important role…”

Seeing how graceful and sophisticated Natalie looked on stage, Jasmine’s eyes turned red from jealousy and her hands which were resting on her thighs balled into fists, wrinkling the fabric in the process.

She knew that if she was the one on stage, she wouldn’t be able to describe the design concept so meticulously like Natalie did even if the design was her own.

Natalie spoke on stage for nearly ten minutes before finally wrapping it up.

Alfred was the first to applaud her for giving a riveting and elaborate description, especially impressed by some of the intricate details.

“Very impressive, Nat!” Alfred looked at Natalie with eyes that gleamed with adoration and admiration.

Natalie bowed her head to hide her shy smile. “Thank you, Alfred. I appreciate it.”

Your talent and designing skills deserve such praise. There are not many local designers who can fight their way onto the international stage. I’m getting up in years now, so our country’s

stop herself from embracing this elderly man who had devoted his life to develop the country’s fashion industry.

in you.” Alfred returned

turning the pen in his

just Alfred, but even he himself believed that Natalie would one day become the top fashion designer in the

Her eyes gleamed as she offered the latter a meaningful smile. “Ms. Jasmine, it’s

a tight spot. Gritting her

expression changed drastically and she doubled over, holding her belly as she cried out

crowd at the scene and those watching the live stream were shocked by this turn of events. A barrage of comments popped up on the live stream, asking what was wrong. Even Natalie

the branch president of the Designer Association, Liam went over and crouched by Jasmine’s side, asking worriedly,

pinched her injured leg and the excruciating pain made her face pale instantly. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead and her breathing

Liam instinctively looked at

is twisting my insides. I can’t take it anymore. It hurts