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Rhehan was trying his best too keep things subtle and not create a topic of gossip amongest the audience. He quietly walked Rose to the backstage still holding her tightly from her waist. Soon the lights were put on and the show resumed with the other designer showcasing his work.
While they were walking towards the back stage, they could hear some people giggling at them. Some people even passed certain nasty comments on Rose.
"What kind of a designer she is? She herself is wearing a third-grade dress."
"What the hell! Is she trying to grab eye-balls?"
"Who is going to wear her dresses? She herself could not carry her own creation."
"She is just an attention seeker. Trying to
grab CEO Rhehan's sympathy. If it wasn't for her dress, CEO would not have even noticed her."
Rhehan could hear every nasty comment coming from the audience, while walking her backstage. So obviously, even Rose must have heard every pinching word.
People, instead of empathizing with the lady, were critisizing her, as if it was her own fault for her dress falling down.
Rhehan quickly made her sit inside the make-up room, hugging her tightly, while patting her head lovingly. Rose burst into tears, feeling his warmth and care all over her body. Rhehan let her vent out her frustration, so as to make her feel light.
Rhehan was now kneeling on the ground, looking deep in her flooded eyes.
"Trust me! Nobody could see anything. Not even me! Your dress was much above your chest before I hugged you," he said wiping away her tears.
"No!!! Thats not possible. I was bloody naked in front of whole world", she said sobbing hard, covering her face in shame.
Rhehan felt a sharp pain in his chest. He will never be able to forgive himself now. Even if Rose would not have saved his life, he would have never inflicted this kind of pain upon any woman. Had he known Cheryl's plan could have been this adverse, he would have never spoken to her.
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Rhehan was trying his best too keep things subtle and not create a topic of gossip amongest the audience. He quietly walked Rose to the backstage still holding her tightly from her waist. Soon the lights were put on and the show resumed with the other designer showcasing his work.
While they were walking towards the back stage, they could hear some people giggling at them. Some people even passed certain nasty comments on Rose.
"What kind of a designer she is? She herself is wearing a third-grade dress."
"What the hell! Is she trying to grab eye-balls?"
"Who is going to wear her dresses? She herself could not carry her own creation."
"She is just an attention seeker. Trying to
grab CEO Rhehan's sympathy. If it wasn't for her dress, CEO would not have even noticed her."
Rhehan could hear every nasty comment coming from the audience, while walking her backstage. So obviously, even Rose must have heard every pinching word.
People, instead of empathizing with the lady, were critisizing her, as if it was her own fault for her dress falling down.
Rhehan quickly made her sit inside the make-up room, hugging her tightly, while patting her head lovingly. Rose burst into tears, feeling his warmth and care all over her body. Rhehan let her vent out her frustration, so as to make her feel light.
Rhehan was now kneeling on the ground, looking deep in her flooded eyes.
"Trust me! Nobody could see anything. Not even me! Your dress was much above your chest before I hugged you," he said wiping away her tears.
"No!!! Thats not possible. I was bloody naked in front of whole world", she said sobbing hard, covering her face in shame.
Rhehan felt a sharp pain in his chest. He will never be able to forgive himself now. Even if Rose would not have saved his life, he would have never inflicted this kind of pain upon any woman. Had he known Cheryl's plan could have been this adverse, he would have never spoken to her.
Rhehan was trying his best too keep things subtle and not create a topic of gossip amongest the audience. He quietly walked Rose to the backstage still holding her tightly from her waist. Soon the lights were put on and the show resumed with the other designer showcasing his work. While they were walking towards the back stage, they could hear some people giggling at them. Some people even passed certain nasty comments on Rose. "What kind of a designer she is? She herself is wearing a third-grade dress." "What the hell! Is she trying to grab eye-balls?" "Who is going to wear her dresses? She herself could not carry her own creation." "She is just an attention seeker. Trying to grab CEO Rhehan's sympathy. If it wasn't for her dress, CEO would not have even noticed her." Rhehan could hear every nasty comment coming from the audience, while walking her backstage. So obviously, even Rose must have heard every pinching word. People, instead of empathizing with the lady, were critisizing her, as if it was her own fault for her dress falling down. Rhehan quickly made her sit inside the make-up room, hugging her tightly, while patting her head lovingly. Rose burst into tears, feeling his warmth and care all over her body. Rhehan let her vent out her frustration, so as to make her feel light. Rhehan was now kneeling on the ground, looking deep in her flooded eyes. "Trust me! Nobody could see anything. Not even me! Your dress was much above your chest before I hugged you," he said wiping away her tears. "No!!! Thats not possible. I was bloody naked in front of whole world", she said sobbing hard, covering her face in shame. Rhehan felt a sharp pain in his chest. He will never be able to forgive himself now. Even if Rose would not have saved his life, he would have never inflicted this kind of pain upon any woman. Had he known Cheryl's plan could have been this adverse, he would have never spoken to her.
