The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) novel Chapter 14

Sketches of a New Life 

HANNAH’S POV: 

FEW DAYS LATER: 

The past few days had been a blur of emotions, after thinking I had seen Elijah and Janet and never truly confirming if it was truly them. I had been thinking about the days coming and when I would really have to face them. 

For now, I threw myself into work. Into designing. Into sketching collections that distracted me from the unresolved weight sitting in my chest. But today, for the first time in a while, I was proud of what I’d made. 

“Thank you so much, these are amazing,” I told my assistant, Kara who had been appointed amongst the interns smiling as she laid the garments across the racks in front of me. They were pieces from my new collection-fabric so rich and soft it almost melted between the fingers, shaped into gowns and structured suits I had envisioned months ago during my visit and stay at Trace. 

She beamed grinning from ear to ear. “You’ve outdone yourself, ma’am.” 

I reached out and ran my fingers along the hem of a midnight-blue coatdress stitched with metallic threads. “I think so too,” I murmured. Then I leaned back and exhaled. “They’re ready for Duncan Fashion Week.” 

“They’ll be the highlight,” she assured me, checking something off her clipboard before her phone buzzed. “Oh sir said he’d be ready in ten minutes.” 

Sir. 

That’s what everyone calls Lucas now for some reason and Lucas found it so amusing. 

I gave a small nod. “Thanks. You can head out for the day, Kara.” We were the only ones left and she had been working tirelessly all day and I was amazed at her enthusiasm and strength throughout the day. 

She smiled gratefully and slipped out the door. I stood there for a moment, surrounded by racks of my work, breathing in the faint scent of lavender from the diffuser by the corner window. 

Then I made my way upstairs. 

Lucas had a meeting scheduled with one of his political associates tonight. I was supposed to attend with him. Not because I wanted to-honestly, I was tired-but because I had so much to do. We have been invited amongst other big fashion brands to an important fashion week and I was more than excited, it was impromptu and starting in about a week. 

Lucas assured me he could take care of the meeting with the political associate, Mr Scott, and it was majorly more of a friendly meeting as they went way and he was one of our initial investors. He hit me at some point when he assumed Lucas and I weren’t a thing, but now he keeps things professional especially being married to one of the most respectable relationship authors, Yolanda. It was an odd combination to many but they were happy and he respected her. 1 

I stopped in front of the mirror in my walk-in closet, appraising my reflection. My silk blouse was tucked into high-waisted trousers, hair pinned up in a sleek twist. A red lip. A delicate chain. 

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