A beam of sunlight fell on Janet’s face. She winced and rubbed her bleary eyes, realizing that it was already morning.

Her throat was dry, and there was a dull pounding at her temples. It appeared that she had been drunk the previous night.

Janet scratched at her messy hair and padded to the bathroom in a daze, intending to freshen herself up.

When she faced the mirror, however, she was horrified to find her neck and chest dotted with red marks, which were decidedly not insect bites.

“Ethan Lester!” Janet screamed at the top of her lungs, her face burning.

“You called for your husband?” Ethan said as he sauntered into the bathroom.

A thin sheen of sweat covered his sculpted face, and his gray shirt was damp at the chest. He must have gone running.

“What did you do to me last night?” Janet demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.

Ethan raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly at the hickeys around her neck. “You’re seriously asking me what I did to you? Shouldn’t you be asking what you did to me? You started it all. You clung to me and kept touching my body, rubbing my—”

“Stop it!”

Janet closed her eyes and put her hands up. “Did you think I would believe all these nonsense you’re spouting?”

There was no way she would do those things to him!

away and came back with a crumpled shirt in his hand. “This is the evidence. My

to take off his

turned away in

everything that had transpired, but only vague, hazy flashes surfaced in

She had, indeed, taken the initiative to

well and truly ruined her image. Janet had never expected that

bit her lower lip and covered her face with her hands, wishing that a hole would open up below her and swallow her into an

her, his voice deep

the drink and realized that it was honey

bitter taste of hangover had also disappeared from

up for the day. She changed into a

the entire time, a small smile playing on his

as she arrived at the Larson

all the designs you submit for the autumn and winter series,” Ike said. “We’ve come to the unanimous decision to use Lind’s designs.” He held up a

as I move forward. I will value any advice you

good thing to

feel free to ask your seniors.” Ike looked through her portfolio as he spoke, his pride and admiration evident in

smiled in response. She knew that the other designers present in

think those designs are pretty ordinary,” Pamela Daly muttered

fully expecting that her designs would be selected this time around. Naturally, she wasn’t

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