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Ruins Of The Vows

"Did you realize we could've been doing this for years if you hadn't been such a pain in the ass?" Aaron's smile bloomed as he plumped her down and replied. "Nah—I didn't like you until recently." "Enemies-to-lovers—it's our trope, bambi." "You poor, confused little love lover." A giggle shimmied through her before she set her hands on his face and said as she pulled him back to her, "Just shut up and kiss me." — Hannah Mathews is a young woman with modest ambitions. Her love of fashion first wins out over everything else after earning her degree in fashion design. She eventually decided to launch her own brand, Mulberry. Aaron Moore is an arrogant, infuriated man and her ex-husband. After being divorced for two years, she was standing in front of her ex-husband as her current boss. Who understands what it is to have a beautiful life? But she is also a human who has had enough of everything.

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Chapter 4

Even though she was anxious, she behaved normally in front of Mrs. And Mr. Moore ordered dresses for Marianne from every brand while they talked about the wedding, and the couple decided to live as a unitary family.

Naturally, they also discussed her brand, and Mrs. Moore also made a startling suggestion: Hannah should work for Moore's company, which oversees a number of cosmetic and fashion brands.

The ownership will be with the Moores, but the trademark is different, meaning Hannah still owns it and can separate from them whenever she wants. While it can help her grow, she has already shown the world her creativity through Moore.

Hannah wanted to grow it on her own, but she didn't have the marketing influence or the strategies. She will be lucky if Moore actually takes her on with her brand.

Just then, an idea came to her mind. God had given her this opportunity. She will have to melt Olivia's heart and win Moore's position for her brand. She will have to demonstrate that 'being there or being square means being a square Moore.'

'Hannah, keep it up. Now you should work hard.' Hannah took a deep breath and began to plan her strategy. She knew that she had to be clever and resourceful if she wanted to succeed. She decided to start by researching Olivia's interests and hobbies so that she could find common ground with her.

She also made a list of all the ways in which her brand was superior to Moore's and practised presenting these arguments in a persuasive way. Hannah knew that she had to be confident and assertive, but also charming and likeable. She spent hours practising her pitch in front of the mirror, perfecting her smile and gestures.

"The dinner is ready. Zade and your uncle are not coming today. They both attend seminars. I'll call my son now. He must be sleeping since he is in his room." Olivia uttered it and then began to move. But she stopped and took a deep breath. Hannah turned to face her and noticed that she was standing close to the staircase.

"What happened, Auntie? If I'm not mistaken, you have knee problems," she continued. "Please take a seat here. I'll give your son a call."

Olivia immediately nodded while pain forgotten. "It's the last room in the right."

She added, "But be careful. He is an arrogant and ill-mannered son of mine."

"Aunty. You shouldn't be concerned about it. Okay, I'll make him up." Hannah smiled at her and stepped into the stair. Olivia watched Hannah going up, smirked and giggled excitedly.

'This is my golden chance. I should present Mrs. Moore with my best side. She thought as her mind was playing tricks with her. Suddenly, her phone rang and she took her cellphone to check who was calling her at this time.

She opened the door and entered, closing in behind her, but there was no one in the room.

The room was large, and some works of art were hung on the far-off, long walls. In addition to being luxurious, the bed was also close to a long mirror.

The lamp on the bedside table was open, so the lighting in the space was dimmer. It was so amazing that it made her feel like she was in a dream. She was so excited to see what else Moore had to offer in their home. The next thing she noticed was the bathroom.

Hannah could hear the water running in the bathroom, meaning he must be freshening up. 'What should I do? Should I stand or should I sit? This is so annoying. What will he think of me? A stranger out of nowhere entered his room and was waiting for him in his bedroom.' She gulped nervously and turned over towards the window she saw.

Her gaze slowly shifted to the nearby wall where a picture was hanging, and it was of a man. A very handsome man, but this handsome man looked familiar. Indeed, very familiar.

At the same time, the door of the bathroom opened, which was exactly where she was standing. Humming a song, he walked out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist.

While Hannah, whose eyes were wide and still staring at the picture, had a nervous yet worried expression, she forgot to notice a presence near her. She felt a mix of relief and confusion as she tried to process the situation. The stranger in the portrait was not a stranger at all, but someone she already knew.

When Aaron came out of the toilet, he got startled by someone's presence as he let out a scared scream, and when he tried to stop walking, his wet slippers slipped. and when he tried to stop walking, his wet slippers slipped.

All this happened in just a fraction of a second. This caused Hannah to turn around, and once she turned, her already wide eyes widened even more.

She tried to hold his arms as he moved towards her, and once she successfully held him. His body jerked forward, causing her lips to touch the centre of his chest. In addition, his body weight caused them to both fall to the ground once again in a day.

Such a messy day, wasn't it?