He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 803

She looked up, meeting his gaze with a radiant smile.

"My sales associate texted me about their new arrivals, so I figured I'd take a look," she replied casually. "And pick up the evening gown I ordered last time."

"The Campbell family can't even get these brands to bring the racks to your house for a private fitting?" he asked smoothly.

"They could. But I enjoy walking around." She laughed.

He hummed softly.

Suddenly, his hand slipped into hers, interlacing their fingers.

It was extremely discreet.

The bodyguards were likely blocking the angle, preventing the paparazzi from capturing the intimate gesture.

She glanced down at their joined hands and fell silent.

She hadn't expected him to be this brazen in public.

She couldn't pinpoint exactly how she felt about it.

Did she suddenly find the game boring, or was it something else?

Either way, she grew uncharacteristically quiet.

"Which boutique?" he pressed.

Her red lips parted.

But before she could answer, a massive commotion erupted at the mall's entrance.

She caught it out of the corner of her eye, her expression remaining perfectly blank.

But she knew the main event had just begun.

He followed the noise, his brow furrowing.

Everyone—the press, the screaming fans, the MC...

And Janetta herself—turned to stare at the entrance.

Janetta's face instantly drained of all color.

Two plainly dressed, middle-aged people barged through the doors.

The man's hair was entirely white. The woman looked weathered and exhausted, though traces of her youthful beauty remained.

The crowd froze in confusion, having no idea who these people were.

But it was glaringly obvious they were heading straight for the stage.

Janetta recognized them immediately. They were Charlotte Morgan's parents.

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