Nancy listened with a bemused smile, grateful that Lenard hadn't heard the remark; otherwise, he might have been reduced to tears.
"Judson, did you step out for a bit?" she asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJudson gently pinched Nancy's cheek, his tone affectionate. "Nancy, I went to line up for sandwiches and lattes! The fashion show is going all day today, and you need to have a proper meal." Nancy furrowed her brow, feeling an inexplicable unease. Was Judson merely out to buy breakfast? Before her suspicions could deepen, Judson blinked playfully. "Nancy, can I ask you something?" Nancy raised an eyebrow. "What is it?" "Ember is the opening model, but who walks after her?" Judson inquired with curiosity.
The question jolted Nancy into action. She quickly threw off the covers and jumped out of bed. "I have to eat and get to the show right away." With so much happening, she had completely forgotten about it.
Watching Nancy's focus shift, Judson felt a slight relief. He had a nagging feeling that it wouldn't be long before Nancy discovered his true identity... and then she would likely leave him.
Pondering this, Judson's eyes revealed a mixture of emotions. Should he endure a little more just to stay by Nancy's side? Unaware of Judson's internal conflict, Nancy finished her meal quickly and got ready. She then asked Judson to drive her to the fashion show venue.
"Lena, I was just about to call you. Michael found someone from his team to help out. See if they can make adjustments to the outfit on site," Ramona said, grabbing Nancy's hand and leading her into the room. Watching them depart, Michael approached Judson. "Judson, did your wife notice anything amiss?" Judson shot Michael a glance. "You think I'm happy about being found out?" Michael, unfazed by Judson's bluntness, chuckled. "Hey, I'm just worried about you." "Then stop with the snide remarks," Judson retorted, before striding away. Michael rubbed his nose, chuckling as he hurried to catch up. "Wait up!" In the dressing room, Nancy looked at Ann, a young girl sitting quietly.on a chair She seemed about six or seven, her eyes tightly shut, likely nervous in the unfamiliar setting as she clutched her dress.
Nancy turned to Ramona, who mouthed silently, "Born blind." sweetheart. I'm Lena. Whet Nancy's expression grew complex as she approached the little crouching down slightly. "Hello sweetheart. I'm Lena. What's your name?" "I'm Stella, but you can callStar," Stella replied softly, her voice gentle yet clear.
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"Great, I've got sfor you," Nancy said, placing a piece of chocotate, prepared by Judson, into Stella's small hand.
Standing up, Nancy looked at Ramona. "We can adjust the outfit in e tfor the show in two hours." Ramona smiled, nodding. "Thank you, my talented designer."
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