The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

At that moment, Felicity couldn't for the life of her shake off the words Craig had texted Abigail.

How could I let you go try on wedding dresses alone?

Craig, who had spent the entire night at the hospital and was even zooming on the freeway late at night, knew better than to let a girl go try on wedding dresses by herself. And what about Miles?

She paused for a few seconds, then immediately redialed his number.

Miles picked up quickly.

"Felicity, did you see the message I sent you?"

"I did." Her voice was tight, her red lips pursed, carrying a hint of defiance, "I want you back here. Now."

"Felicity..."

"Come back."

After a brief pause, Miles cautiously tried to soothe, "I've already made it to the hospital. I'll just take a quick look and then drive straight back!"

Felicity remained silent.

He continued, trying to communicate rationally, "Felicity, although it was Esther who pursued me at first, I was the one who agreed to go out with her. And yes, breaking up with her was quite abrupt. I'm not great at communicating and might have been a bit harsh, leading her to attempt suicide. I feel responsible for that."

Responsibility.

Always responsibility!

lose to responsibility, but never like

you understand me?" he asked

"No."

be back as soon as I can, an

in her throat, and she couldn't utter a

phone, the call timer

forced a smile, "Don't rush on

"Felicity!"

what you

Felicity hung

turned to the designer with as normal a

dress. But I understand, once a dress is worn and photographed, it's not easy for you to sell it again. So, I'll buy this one Could you pack it up for

nodding, "Of course! But, we only had appointments with you and your fiancé all day. If he's free later, you could still come back! Even in the evening, I can wait."

"No need."

most clueless could sense something was off

didn't say another word and went

meticulously packed, even the

wedding dress, walked out of the bridal shop and straight to the trash can in