I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out novel Chapter 199

Metropolis. The Sovereign Hotel, an elite property under the Fletcher Group.

The grand ballroom blazed with crystal chandeliers, swarming with high-society guests.

At the center of it all, Yolanda reigned over her birthday gala in a breathtaking evening gown.

She stood gracefully, flashing polished smiles and exchanging pleasantries with the arriving elites.

"Happy birthday, Mrs. Fletcher."

"Thank you." She moved with immaculate poise and radiant elegance.

She had hosted events like this countless times and navigated the room with effortless perfection.

Seven o'clock.

Sienna arrived at the grand entrance right on the dot.

She wore no designer gown—just a simple, faded black dress. Her hair was pulled up into a casual messy bun, and she wore absolutely no makeup or jewelry. She looked remarkably plain, yet strikingly beautiful.

The security guards immediately blocked her path.

Not a single guest tonight was dressed so casually.

"Do you have an invitation?"

Sienna pulled out the gold-embossed card. The guards verified it multiple times before reluctantly stepping aside.

She stepped into the opulent ballroom like a drop of ink falling into a glass of pristine water. She didn't make a sound, but every eye in the room immediately snapped to her.

Yolanda's practiced smile faltered for a fraction of a second.

The whispering guests cast judgmental glances at Sienna, then immediately looked back at Yolanda to gauge her reaction.

Yolanda seamlessly recovered, treating Sienna like entirely invisible air. Her gaze swept right past the younger woman as she continued laughing with the socialites.

Finn quickly set his champagne flute down, weaving through the glittering crowd to reach Sienna.

"Did you not get the dress I shipped with your invitation?"

"I got it."

"Then why didn't you wear it?"

Sienna looked up at him.

"I didn't want to."

Finn stared down at the simple black dress she was wearing.

He recognized it immediately.

It was easily four or five years old.

She used to wear it all the time when they were still together. It had been washed so many times that a faint, permanent crease had formed near the hem.

A sharp pang of guilt twisted in Finn's gut. Sienna possessed such natural, effortless beauty, yet she didn't even own a proper gown. Meanwhile, Chloe would refuse to be seen in the same designer outfit twice.

His throat bobbed as he forcefully swallowed the bitter ache.

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