Chapter 2

But I didn't expect to run into Asher at the press conference Phoebe brought me to.

When I first saw him, my instinct was to run away.

Not knowing my way around, I accidentally hid in a VIP lounge.

The sound of leather shoes approached. I hid behind the sofa, too nervous to breathe.

The door clicked open, and someone sat on the sofa.

"Harper, I think you'd look beautiful in that strapless wedding dress. Let's have the wedding in New Zealand if you like."

That voice!

It was Asher. His tone was gentle and indulgent, yet it felt like knives piercing my heart.

Harper, the current top actress. I had seen entertainment news about them being together even before returning to the country.

It seems they're already talking about marriage.

Six years have passed. No matter how deep the love, it should have faded.

Especially since I was the one who chose to let go first, what am I still holding onto?

Suddenly, my phone rang, dragging me back from my thoughts.

I quickly covered the phone and rushed out the door.

Wearing a V-neck long dress and heels, I found it hard to escape quickly.

Asher's footsteps closed in on me.

A door appeared on my right. I hesitantly opened it and rushed through.

But to my surprise, it led to the press conference hall.

Instantly, all the reporters turned their cameras on me.

I raised my hand to cover my face, bending down and jogging down the steps.

"Stop her!" Asher's voice came from behind me.

I turned and saw him staring intently at me.

Several bodyguards in black surrounded me.

"Anyone who leaks a single photo from today will face consequences," Phoebe jumped in front of me, shouting at Asher, "What do you want?! We live in a society governed by law!"

Asher calmly walked up to her, "I don’t want anything. I just want to invite Miss Esme for a cup of tea."