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Chapter 878
The crew’s work was done and dusted, Estelle and the studio had taken a bit of a break, and she’d been cooped up in her room all day.
She wanted to design a wedding dress for Magdalen herself.
So, she poured all her time and energy into the design, working from dawn till dusk, not giving herself a moment’s rest.
Sometimes, she’d suddenly stop while working on the design and stare blankly into the distance.
She would dream about Jonathan, about the time when she went back to C City, and he came to see her in the middle of the night, and they hugged each other on a busy street.
After Magdalen found out about their breakup, she was furious and wanted to confront Jonathan.
Estelle put her foot down and stopped her.
Chasing after a breakup wouldn’t change someone’s mind; it’d only make you look pathetic.
She had seen too many examples of this with Charlie’s ex-girlfriends.
When he said he was tired, it meant he was over it.
Magdalen showed up at the villa with a bottle of booze, and the two of them drank from evening till late at night. Estelle didn’t get drunk, but Magdalen got wasted and cussed out Jonathan,
“Who does he think he’is? Screw him, who cares!”
“He’s a jerk, he’ll regret this one day!”
“Ella, when he begs for your forgiveness, we won’t even give him the time of day!”
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Estelle helped her to the bed and pulled a blanket over her,
Suddenly, Magdalen sat up, hugged Estelle and started crying, “Ella, why aren’t you crying? You must be really sad, aren’t you? I know you loved him, you loved him with all your heart!”
“Ella, what can I do for you? Oh poor girl…
“No need to do anything!” Estelle patted her on the shoulder, “Just get some sleep and focus on your wedding!”
“Ella!” Magdalen kept crying.
Estelle held her, her sleeve was soaked with tears; she frowned and pushed her back onto the bed, “Hury up and go to sleep, otherwise I’m calling Morrison Langston to come pick you up!”
Magdalen was lying in bed, pulled the blanket up to her neck, her eyes red from crying, she sobbed, “Ella, if you can’t sleep, come get me, I’ll accompany’ you. I won’t sleep, I’ll wait for you.”
“Okay.”
Estelle responded lightly turned around and left.
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