When There Is Nothing Left But Love

My brows furrowed at the sight of the picture.

Audrey was right. The woman looked just like me.

Besides our fashion styles, it was no exaggeration to say that both of us looked exactly the same. I stayed stunned for a moment before noticing the other person in the picture.

It was a man. Even though only his chin showed up in the picture, I could tell that it wasn’t Ashton.

The first thing that came to mind was that I had never taken such an intimate picture with any man in my life. Both of them were standing shoulder to shoulder, with their faces touching. They looked like an affectionate couple no matter what.

Seeing that I wasn’t reacting at all, Emery leaned closer to take a look before saying, “She looks like your long-lost twin sister.”

Without giving it much thought, I replied in shock, “Really? Do I really have a twin sister?”

A look of disdain appeared on the woman’s face as she said, “Can’t you tell that I was just joking?”

from my hands and started to study it. “But I’ve got to say, both of you really do look alike. It’s at the point where I can’t even tell that this woman isn’t you. It’s no wonder the kids would go after her like

shrugged, unsure of how I

was urging us to hurry up. I quickly shoved the picture back into the wallet and put

carriages stretched on for miles during the warm-up phase alone. Models with excellent figures stood in the carriages as they displayed the Hanfu they were wearing. Just the sight of them made the

after receiving a call. She

her surroundings. The woman circled the shop and noticed a sign that wrote: “Haute Couture upstairs (minimum spending thirty-six thousand).” At the sight of this, Emery took the wooden stairs and spent around eighty-eight thousand there, making her

there were made with first-class materials, so every one

green gown caught Emery’s attention. She had a softer temperament after putting in on and looked absolutely stunning when she wasn’t

really possible for two

in the same place too. This is

on your mind? Why do

snapped back to my senses when Emery raised her voice. Shaking my head, I said, “It’s nothing. This one suits you. Should we pick out some accessories? I noticed that some of the young ladies outside had even changed their

out the accessories, but there’s no need for the shoes. High heels are

to your beauty. You just have to be the prettiest