“You... you're Ms. Riggs, right?” Confronted, one of the sales assistants thought she might as well ask her directly.
“Yes.” Heather nodded. “You know me?” “Oh my God!” Their reaction surprised Heather as they screamed in excitement. “You're really Ms. Riggs! We guessed you were when you entered our shop and you're much prettier than how you looked on TV! We're so happy for you. Congratulation on your marriage!” Heather was stunned.
She was clueless about what they were saying about TV and marriage.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt‘Wait! Marriage?’ Reminded of what Hannah did, she narrowed her eyes. “Where did you see me? | mean, on TV?” “Yeah, yeah!” One of them nodded vigorously. “The video of Mr. Russell proposing to you had gone viral on the Internet. It's so romantic and you two make such a great couple!” ‘Great couple, my ass!” Her expression grew serious, and her gaze becfierce.
The salesgirls had not expected her to react like this. Not only was she not happy, but she had also becangry.
Not knowing how they offended her, they did not know what to do.
“Great. Just great!” She sneered and suddenly strode out, holding the phone, leaving the two puzzled women.
Storming out of the specialty store, Heather remembered something and searched the video using her phone. It was everywhere and could easily be found.
Clicking one of the videos, Heather saw Ralph proposing to “her” on one knee while saying those mushy words.
She had heard about this from her spies, but it was the first tshe saw how it happened and how the onlookers had clapped their hands and cheered. The worst part was Hannah's shy and enchanted look.
‘What kind of expression was that? | would never show such a look. This is so shameful!” Feeling humiliated, she gritted her teeth hard.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe had maintained an arrogant and lofty image all these years, yet Hannah showed such a look in public. Although it was Hannah who did it, she knew others would think she was her.
‘How humiliating! Also, why is that man proposing the marriage when we have already talked about our engagement? Not to mention getting it publicized like this!" “Miss?” Chump saw Heather stop in her path and suddenly turn to him, but he had no idea what she wanted to do, even having accompanied her for so many years.
“Let's go home!” She said harshly.
Chump kept quiet.
Enraged, Heather wanted to tear Hannah to pieces. ‘How could she do such a disgraceful thing while posing as me? My punishment to her had been too lenient.” She did not expect to see a car parked outside the gate of her house when she arrived.
An overly dressed man in a suit stood leaning against the car. Seemingly having waited for swhile, he was dozing.