Captive Hearts: The Tycoon's Ugly Bride novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27 Ghosts

Louis glanced at the clock on the wall. She had been working on this for hours. Wasn't she tired?

And the light was so dim, and Blanche thought he was being unreasonable. She gently pinched the golden thread of the braided petals and then took out a black patch from the drawer and handed it to him.

"Here, wear this while you sleep."

She dimmed the lamp another notch, but that made it harder for her to see.

She accidentally pricked her finger with the sharp needle.

"Ouch."

She quickly drew back her hand and winced as a bead of blood was drawn.

Somehow, seeing the blood on her tender finger made Louis jolt, as if he were pricked too.

Blanche pulled out a piece of tissue to wipe off the blood. She yawned and continued to mend her dress.

Louis looked down at her head and clenched his fists. This woman kept pushing his limits, staying up late to mend a ruined dress.

He opened a drawer, took out a card, and threw it on the desk.

"Take this card and buy a new dress tomorrow. Now go to sleep."

The card rolled over. Dazed for a moment, she picked it up and turned it over in her fingers. As she studied the golden card, Louis sneered. So, she was doing all this for money. What a greedy woman!

"That's generous of you, but you should keep it for yourself. I may not be rich, but I won't ask for money from others. I'm mending this dress not because I can't afford a new one, but because I haven't worn it yet. It would be wasteful to throw it away."

She pinched the card and pushed it back.

Louis frowned in surprise and turned away.

"I guess it's not enough for your appetite."

With that, he flipped a switch and turned on all the lights.

Blanche was surprised.

"You're not going to sleep? Turning on the lights will make it even harder to sleep."

Louis sat on the edge of the bed with his back to her.

"I've already woken up anyway."

Blanche's eyes swiveled. She was dazed for a moment before she worked faster.

After an hour, she finally finished her work. The cuts were no longer visible, and the golden flower on the chest added a pop of color.

She looked over at Louis, who was still sitting there scrolling through his phone with a poker face.

"Go to sleep," she whispered, feeling a little guilty.

She went to turn off the lights and lay down on the couch.