“The wedding is at 12, and there isn’t much time left. If a dress isn’t possible, I at least need hair and makeup.”
When it was revealed that Rosé was the one to receive the makeup, the employees exchanged glances.
“Get ready.”
“I’ll find a dress.”
“I’ll handle the hair.”
“I’ll do the makeup.”
Their morale was instantly boosted. Although they were usually cheerful due to their service industry jobs, this was a different situation.
The employees were as combative as soldiers going to war.
The seriousness on their faces replaced their usual smiles.
“Please have a seat here.”
Rosé followed the guiding employee and took her seat. As soon as Rosé sat down, they had everything set up immediately.
They draped a gown around her neck, placed a cushion on her lap, and even set a cool beverage beside the mirror.
“What would you like us to do?”
The typically sweet and soft voice was now serious. They were like soldiers awaiting orders from their superior.
What changed their attitudes was the keyword “exhusband’s wedding,” not the notorious Grand Duke Artem.
The empire was already in a big uproar.
It was rumored that Eric was divorcing Rosé and remarrying the youngest daughter of a Marquis.
There were some who mocked Rosé, but the majority expressed sympathy.
Due to the unfavorable public opinion towards the Wence family, many turned their backs.
“Um, just make me look pretty. Preferably something that doesn’t take too much time.”
She wanted to request the best service possible, but time was the key factor.
The sight of them holding makeup tools and beauty products in their hands was very reassuring.
They might not have held swords and arrows, but it was like a battlefield. Rosé quite liked these resolute employees.
They started to dress up Rosé with incredibly swift movements.
Could people move this quickly when they set their mind to it? Their speed was almost too fast for the eye to follow.
Of course, Grand Duke Artem had also cast a speed spell on the employees this time, but nobody found it strange.
‘We can finish in time.’
Grand Duke Artem sat in a chair, watching Rosé getting ready. However, he could not just sit there comfortably.
“Your Grace, please come this way.”
The employee, who was trembling just by looking at the Duke, spoke up. She, who would normally not be able to speak and just tremble, looked at the Duke’s eyes and spoke firmly.
“Are you going as a partner?”
He didn’t particularly plan to. He intended to wait outside after seeing Rosé off.
‘But, it would look better if there was a partner.’
The Duke nodded without a word. He then followed the guiding employee and took a seat.
Her hands filled with makeup tools and beauty products, she was full of zeal.
Despite the Duke not casting any magic, her hands moved incredibly quickly.
She scrutinized the Duke’s hair and makeup with the eyes of a hawk. Because the Duke’s original features were good, it didn’t take much time.
She lightly trimmed the eyebrows that were sticking out. She accentuated his features and lightly touched up his lips to make them look lively.
The Duke checked his appearance in the mirror and stood up.
‘I forgot to give money to the one who went to buy the dress because I was busy.’
The Duke left the shop, leaving Rosé getting ready behind. He then looked around.
She probably went to the nearest dress shop because there was no time.
He entered the dress shop next door without any hesitation.
As the Duke expected, he saw an employee fervently choosing a dress inside.
“I’ll choose the dress. You can go back now.”
It could have been a cold statement, but it did not sound threatening to the employee who was engrossed in choosing a dress.
She, too, was in a state of abnormally increased combat power, just like the others.
“I will choose with you. Show me the most popular design, manager. I have to wear it to my ‘exhusband’s’ wedding.”
The designer, who was only doing his job whether customers came or not, raised his head with a gleam in his eye.
“‘Exhusband’?”
“Yes.”
She actively stood up and started explaining.
“This design is popular these days. This color is also much preferred.”
The designer explained passionately enough to spit. Margaret picked up one dress after another that he recommended.
Before long, over 20 dresses were piling up on Margaret’s arm.
“What is the image of the person going to the wedding? I will recommend what suits you best.”
“No need for that. I’m going to buy all the ones I’ve chosen now.”
“What?!”
Surprised, the designer was not one to miss an opportunity.
She, who had lost her senses at the words ‘exhusband’s wedding’, returned to her original sales mindset.
With a commercial smile, she subtly placed a few more dresses on Margaret’s arm.
“Twentytwo in total.”
A high tone mixed with nasal sound reverberated elegantly. The designer’s smile was brighter than ever.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
