The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 107

Petty adjusted her shawl, catching Owen’s voice across the room and instantly guessing who had just arrived. Every instinct told her to turn and walk away, to not even glance back, but she remembered why she was here tonight. She was waiting for Franco. Walking out now wasn’t an option.

Letting out a reluctant sigh, she slowly turned around. The wind played with her long, wavy hair, sending the ends swirling around her shoulders. Under the lights, her hair shimmered with hints of blue. The makeup artist had worked magic, making her already delicate features stand out with a kind of sultry charm she rarely showed.

Even the wind seemed to have a crush on her. A strand of hair swept across her sparkling eyes, casting a subtle, almost irresistible spell. Petty’s curves were impossible to hide, even on her most casual days, but tonight, her fitted gown hugged her slender waist and perfect hips, the shawl draped over her shoulders hinting at more than it covered.

Just that one turn was enough to draw the eyes of all the VIPs in the room. Their stares were heavy with meaning, lingering just a second too long.

Three years ago, she and Franco had quietly gotten married, skipping the big wedding. Hardly anyone in their world even knew she was his wife. That changed fast after Hassan’s birthday party, when Petty showed up alone and stole the spotlight. The rumors had started flying after that.

Galen, always quick with a comment, let out a low whistle. “Petty, who told you it was okay to show up looking this good?”

He couldn’t help glancing over at Laura, who was being wheeled in by her nurse. Earlier, Laura had looked stunning and graceful in her white off-the-shoulder dress, miles apart from everyone else. But now, with Petty in the room, Laura’s look suddenly seemed washed out and plain.

“Thanks for the compliment. I was born this way. Ugly just isn’t in my DNA,” Petty replied, arching a brow, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

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