She looked like she was stuck in her own thoughts. The questions she asked didn't sound like they were really for Dawn. It felt more like she was talking to herself, trying to convince herself. "Dawn, you're lying to people with that face of yours again, aren't you? Austin didn't fall for it, so who are you tricking now? Where is he?"
Dawn remained silent.
She lost her patience and shoved her away hard.
"If you're sick, go see a psychiatrist. Don't stand here acting crazy in front of me!"
It had been so long since she had felt this mad. It felt like fire burning inside her chest.
She glared at Sydney, and for a moment, the look in her eyes made Sydney's skin crawl.
"What ... what are you going to do?" she asked.
Dawn replied coldly, "I'm not going to do anything."
She gave a furious laugh. This woman stood in her way, annoyed her to no end, and then had the guts to ask what she was going to do.
"You showed up here, so I guess you're marrying Austin, right? Then why aren't you staying in Trifton to plan your wedding? Why hang around here in Northville? Sydney, honestly, I hate you just as much as you hate me. So why do you keep showing up in front of me? Do you want me to hit you?"
Sydney froze, her face turning white.
Dawn's words were right on target.
Of course, she knew she should stay far away from Northville.
But ever since Austin found out about Dawn, he kept coming to Northville again and again, even moving his office here!
They had already picked a date for the engagement, but Austin had been gone for so long. When he finally showed up, all he said was, "Just take care of it yourself."
Take care of it herself?
How was she supposed to prepare everything alone?
If she went back to Trifton, who knew if he would even bother to return there?
With no better choice, Sydney had to move all the wedding dress fitting and ring shopping to Northville. Luckily, Austin didn't complain, so she just took that as his approval.
She never thought she would run into Dawn while looking at wedding dresses today!
It felt like she and Dawn were born to be enemies. Every time they met, things always turned out of control.
Sydney took a deep breath and suddenly lifted her hand.
"You're the one asking for a slap!"
But before she could hit, a strong hand grabbed her wrist from behind.
A man's cold voice said, "Seems like Ms. Peay's hand doesn't know its place. Should I cut it off?"
Dawn turned and saw Ethan, who had shown up without warning. Her face softened right away. "Didn't you say you'd be late? Why are you here so soon?"
Was Dawn really going to marry him?
If that was true, it made sense why she could move on so quickly.
In a low voice, he said, "Think what you want. But if you don't know, go ask Mr. Osborne. I don't have much patience. If you keep bothering Dawn, you're gonna run into trouble."
Sydney's hand clenched tight at her side, her face turning pale.
She had heard how ruthless this man could be, but with Dawn standing there, she refused to step back.
Even though fear crawled inside her, she forced herself to stare at Ethan, her eyes red. "Mr. Jackson, I never meant to pick a fight with you. But don't you care about Dawn's past? How much do you even know about her?"
Dawn's eyelashes shook, and she suddenly grabbed his hand tightly.
The next moment, he gently pulled her fingers apart and held her hand in his own.
Ethan lifted his gaze, his eyes sharp like blades. "That's not for you to worry about. But if you dare to mess with Dawn again ... "
He gave a cold, mocking smile. "Sydney Peay, wasn't it? Go on, try me."
He said nothing more. Instead, he put his arm around Dawn and walked her toward the fitting room.
Sydney stood frozen, staring as they left, her chest rising and falling fast. The anger inside her felt like a wild beast, ready to eat her alive.
Why ... why was Dawn always so lucky?
Why did every man stand up for her?
Her lips pressed tight. She wanted to see just how long this woman could keep winning.

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