Chapter 71

"Jules actually designed this piece herself," Zachary said smoothly, timing his comment perfectly. The guest was quick to add their praise. "Mrs. Wilson is as talented as she is beautiful! Mr. Wilson, you've really put the rest of us to shame." Each time the title "Mrs. Wilson" was spoken, Juliet felt a flush rise to her cheeks. She felt like a thief who had slipped into someone else's finery, haunted by the constant fear of being discovered. Her head swirled with a dizzying sense of vertigo. She shouldn't have gone along with Zachary's plan. These were the titans of Elderford's garment industry, and she would inevitably have to deal with them again in the future. She couldn't hide behind the facade of being his wife forever, and she knew all too well that one lie would demand ten thousand more to sustain it. A wave of bitter regret washed over her. "Actually, I..." Before she could finish, the hand on her waist tightened. Zachary cut her off, his expression softening into a d