Female Novel
Chapter 1696
Innumerable memories flooded Rose's mind like relentless nightmares, leaving her heart in turmoil. She made her way to thefridge, 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, concernevident 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!"
As Clarissa gradually regained consciousness, Rose's relief was palpable, yet her concern lingered. "How did you get theseinjuries, Ms. Sparks?"
Avoiding Rose's probing gaze, Clarissa turned away, tears brimming in her eyes.“Are you being abused? Did Josh do this to you?" Rose's eyes blazed with fury, their depths tinged with scarlet intensity."Ms. Emerson, this is a private matter. Please don't ask."
Clarissa struggled to get up. She frantically wore her clothes. "I will transfer the money to you shortly. | will ask my assistant tocollect the gown from you. Sorry for the trouble!"
As Clarissa prepared to flee, Rose's voice cut through the air, "Ms. Sparks, domestic abuse isn't a singular event—it recurs,relentlessly haunting its victims. You understand more than anyone the anguish and torment you've endured all these years.
“Are you truly willing to spend the rest of your life with that pretentious bastard? No matter how much you endure, your body willinevitably falter under the strain. Are you resigned to the possibility of meeting your end at his hands one day?"
"Then, what am | supposed to do? Do | have a choice?"
Clarissa finally broke down, unleashing the pent-up hatred she had suppressed for so long. "I'm barely clinging to life as it is. If |fight back, I'll only end up dead." "Bullshit!" The domestic violence had struck a nerve in Rose. She shrieked, "You will end updead if you don't retaliate! Ms. Sparks, it's still not too late for you. As long as—"novelbin
Before she could finish, the door slammed shut, cutting her off.
Rose's features hardened, her body tensing with suppressed fury as an unsettling idea took root in her mind.
Just as Clarissa's car made its way out of the studio, a sleek luxury vehicle swept in. Disregarding the marked parking areas, itbrazenly parked sideways in front of the studio, demonstrating utter arrogance and a disdain for the rules.
"Mom, what sort of dump did thatawful woman pick to live in? It's soremote, and the aK ice ue mm
t yrel\ worrfan lad in a pink lacedress complained as she stepped outof the car, her eyes brimming withdisdain as she stretched indiscomfort. The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!
She was Jamie Emerson, Rose's sister from another mother.
"It's because the housing in this areais affordable. That despicablewoman is eae peitinies,ybe Byan saving for her dowry,"commented a stout, stern-facedmiddle-aged woman walking closelybehind. She was Lydia Carney,Jamie's mother. The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latest
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"She parades around as a designerjust to boost her status and snag awealthy husband. Otherwis Shed benothin ubashemérSHliegitimatedaughter. If the truth were to comeout, who would even considermarrying her? She's nothing but asource of embarrassment anddisgrace." The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!