He Cheated I Rose Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 359

**TITLE: A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale**
**Chapter 359: A Twin Dress**

Wearing the same dress?

What could that possibly imply? Who were they referring to? Was it her?

That notion felt utterly absurd.

The media had already redirected their cameras to another corner of the room. The rapid clicking of shutters served as a stark reminder that she was no longer the focal point of attention.

Following the lenses, Carolyn’s eyes widened in disbelief. What was happening? She had been assured that this dress was a rare, exclusive piece, a limited-run creation with only a few in existence worldwide—something so unique that it would never be seen replicated, especially not in a bustling city like Capaville. It was meant to be so distinctive that the person wearing it would instantly become the darling of the photographers.

Yet here she was, witnessing the cameras swarm toward another woman… a woman clad in the exact same dress.

Carolyn felt as if the ground had vanished beneath her feet. Next to her, Monique mirrored her shock, both of them staring at the unfolding scene in utter disbelief.

Not only were the dresses identical, but even their hair and makeup styles bore an unsettling resemblance.

This was…

The woman standing next to Arthur, clinging to his arm with a confident smile, was none other than Jennifer—the same Jennifer who had been splashed across the gossip columns for weeks. Today, she had transformed into Carolyn’s doppelgänger.

Jennifer, positioned next to Arthur, had effortlessly stolen the spotlight. The media’s cameras remained fixated on her, only occasionally shifting to catch a glimpse of Carolyn in her twin dress.

Realizing that the focus had shifted to their unfortunate fashion faux pas, Carolyn instinctively stepped half behind Monique, seeking refuge.

“Mom,” she whispered, her voice strained with tension, “you promised there was no way this could happen. It’s barely been three hours…”

Not only had it happened, but it had occurred at the most significant event of the season.

So they had matched. Fine. In this scenario, one would expect the person who looked worse to feel the pressure.

But now, facing Madilyn was a different story. Every slight, every disdainful glance—she was determined to return it all today with interest.

“Well, if it isn’t Mrs. Madilyn Myers!” Monique called out as she approached, Carolyn following closely behind. Her eyes immediately darted to the dress Jennifer wore, a flicker of disdain crossing her features.

Before Madilyn could utter a word, Monique let out a dismissive sniff. “Carolyn, darling, it appears your dress has a twin. And here I thought Witt assured us it was a one-of-a-kind piece. I suppose ‘exclusive’ doesn’t mean what it used to. Be sure to tell him not to bother calling on the Lewis family anymore. We won’t be needing his services.”

“Of course, Mom,” Carolyn replied sweetly, leaning into Monique’s side as if they were in perfect harmony. She then turned a saccharine smile toward Jennifer. “Just a little advice, dear—the back of this dress runs a bit tight. It can add a little bulk through the shoulders. You might want to consider having it taken in. If you need a good tailor, I can recommend one.”

Though framed as kindness, the underlying message was crystal clear. “You look broad and awkward in this dress. You can’t carry it off like I can.”

Jennifer, who prided herself on her skills in this kind of genteel warfare, caught the barb without missing a beat. “How thoughtful of you to notice, Ms. Lewis,” she replied smoothly, her tone dripping with feigned sweetness. “It was just delivered for final fitting, actually. I haven’t had the opportunity for alterations yet.”

Carolyn’s lips curled into a silent smirk, ready to volley back with a sharp retort. But before she could respond, Jennifer continued, her demeanor perfectly calm.