Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
Brian had bought for Grace year after year.
That is… Brian’s obsession.
At this thought, Valda suddenly had an urge to go and see if there really was a wardrobe in this villa filled with nothing but purple clothes!
As soon as this idea came to mind, it was like opening Pandora’s box. She knew she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t help but search for it anyway…
On the other side, Brian rubbed his forehead, looking a bit tired.
These days, his sleep at night has been very light, and he occasionally wakes up in the middle of the night, only to feel at ease after confirming that she is lying next to him.
What’s wrong with him?
Is he afraid that she will leave him again?
But even though he didn’t say he loved her as Valda had hoped that one time, she still understood and didn’t blame him at all. In fact, they continued to interact as usual these days.
But why does he still have such a feeling of unease?
Even – impossible to shake off!
He furrowed his brows slightly as he thought about it, then dialed Valda’s phone number, but no one answered the call.
He hesitated for a moment, then dialed again, but still no one answered.
Is she busy right now and doesn’t have her phone with her?
Earlier, he had asked the driver to pick her up from work and bring her back to the villa, so she should have already returned to the villa by now.
So, Brian made another phone call to the villa and the butler answered, informing him that “Miss Theller had returned two hours ago.”
“Is that so?” Brian didn’t say anything else and ended the call.
When the car drove back to the villa, Brian didn’t see Valda in the living room. He also didn’t see her in the bedroom or even in the study.
Brian frowned and disled Valda’ phone number again, but heard the sound of her phone ringing in her bedroom
Her phone was placed on the nightstand next to her bed in her bedroom
But she is not here.
Where did she go exactly?
Where else can she go besides these places when she’s usually at the villa?
A feeling of unease spread through his body once again, accompanied by a rapidly increasing heartbeat. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had felt this panicked.
“Has Valda really not gone out?” Brian asked the servant.
“That’s right, Miss Theller hasn’t gone out, not even downstairs,” the servant replied.
Brian froze. In other words, she was still upstairs?
So he opened each room one by one, searching for her figure.
But when he reached one of the rooms, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, his face showing a hint of hesitation.
This room was…
No, she couldn’t possibly be in this room! He reassured himself in his mind. But the feeling of unease grew stronger, and even his breathing became labored.
His hand trembled as he gripped the doorknob. After a while, he finally mustered up the courage to turn it and open the door.
And then, a figure came into view, causing his pupils to shrink and his breath to catch in his throat.
That’s…Valda!
She’s in this room!
Brian only saw Valda standing in front of the wardrobe, staring straight at the clothes inside.
Inside the wardrobe, there were purple dresses of various sizes, ranging from those for little girls around 8 or 9 years old to those for adults of all sizes.
These were the purple dresses he had bought year after year before he found Grace, hoping that one day he would find her and give her these dresses.
But he never thought that these dresses would never be given away and would always stay in this wardrobe.
And now, these dresses were unexpectedly seen by Valda. What should he say to Valda? How should he explain?
Brian opened his mouth, but found that he couldn’t make a sound.
was as if his voice was instinctively afraid to say anything.
After a while, his throat finally hoarsely uttered two words,
“Valda…”
The sound of “Valda” broke the silence like a spell.
Valda’s body suddenly stiffened, and then she slowly turned her head. Her misty eyes looked at Brian and she said, “Brian, I…I accidentally opened this wardrobe. I’m sorry.” Her nose felt sour and she wanted to quickly close the wardrobe door.
“I know,” she said.
“Do you know?” he looked at her in surprise.
“Mhm,” she bit her lip and said, “I know these dresses are all bought by you for Grace. Purple is Grace’s color to you, so you keep buying these dresses year after year.”
Valda sniffed and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t overthink it.”
Brian’s thin lips were tightly pursed. Although she was so understanding, he was not happy at all.
“Purple used to be Grace’s color to me,” Brian said. “When Grace saved me before, I promised to give her a purple dress.”
“But later on, I lost touch with her. For many years after that, I kept searching for her. Every year, I would buy a dress and keep it in my closet.”
Over the years, perhaps without realizing it, it became a kind of obsession. But after finding her, or rather… after I found out that she truly loved Jason, I never bought a purple dress again.
He spoke these words to her that he had never spoken to anyone before, “Valda, I am more aware than anyone else that Grace is just passing through my life. And as for these dresses, I will have them all cleared out of the villa shortly and they will not remain here any longer.”
“But how do you plan to deal with these dresses?” Valda asked.
“You can’t possibly give them to Grace again. But if you burn them, bury them, or store them away in a box, it would feel like a waste.”
Brian didn’t say anything because he hadn’t really figured out how to deal with these dresses yet.
He just didn’t want her to see the dresses, fearing that it might cause misunderstandings between them.
“Let’s just leave it here for now. When you’ve decided how you want to handle it in the future, we can deal with it then,” said Valda. “These are things that once held emotional value for you, and I don’t think they should be treated lightly.”
She looked up at him and said, “Brian, I love you, so I will also accept the emotions you have experienced in the past. In fact,
I am grateful to Grace for saving you back then. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have met such a wonderful you now!”
“Do you really not mind these dresses?” he asked.
“If I said that I want to wear a purple formal dress to the Reed family’s banquet, would you agree?” she asked in response.
He stared at her fixedly, and after a moment, he opened his mouth and said, “Yes.”
Brian took Valda to a high-end formal dress store that features dresses designed by many famous designers from both domestic and international markets.
“Take a look around this store and see if there’s anything you like.
You can choose anything, even if it’s purple.” Brian said to Valda.
“Let me take a look,” said Valda.
This store, she had seen some related introductions in some fashion magazines before, but it was her first time actually walking into it.
At this moment, as she looked at the dazzling array of dresses, she couldn’t help but ask herself why she had chosen a purple dress for this banquet.
It sounds like a fit of anger or frustration.
Actually, she doesn’t have a particular preference for purple.
Valda looked at the dresses displayed in the glass showcase and on the shelves. She raised her hand and asked the staff to help her pick a few dresses, which she tried on to see how they looked on her.
These dresses are very pretty, but none of them really caught her fancy.
Suddenly, a deep purple formal dress caught her eye.
The staff cleverly noticed Valda’s gaze and immediately brought over the purple dress. They then said to Valda, “Miss Theller, do you like this dress? It’s our latest style, designed by a new and innovative French designer who won a design award earlier this year…”
Valda looked at this dress, with its simple design, carrying a
French-style elegance and romance.
The staff placed the dress in front of Valda and checked it in the mirror. Then they asked, “Miss Theller, would you like to try it on?”
Valda looked over at Brian and asked, “What do you think of this dress?”
“It looks very nice,” he said, but his deep gaze made it hard for her to read his emotions.
It seems that… she often wears her emotions on her face, allowing him to easily read her thoughts with just one glance. However, his expressions only reveal his thoughts when he chooses to let her guess.
he is unwilling, then she simply cannot guess his thoughts.
Valda asked the staff to bring the dress and accompany her to the fitting room to try it on.
She had a few purple dresses before.
Simply because purple is harder to match with clothes, so there are fewer items of this color in the wardrobe.
But ever since she started dating Brian, it seems like purple has disappeared from her wardrobe.
And now, as Valda looks at herself in the mirror, wearing this purple evening gown, she feels a sense of confusion.
Purple… Does she really want to wear this purple dress? Or is she just trying to prove that when she wears purple, it no longer represents Grace’s exclusive color in Brian’s mind?
But how can one’s emotions be represented by the color of a dress?
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