Chapter 959 Stunning Debut
Chapter 959 Stunning Debut
Besse had the slightest intention to hurt Doyle. She could feel how good he was to her, however, she
felt strange towards him.
Three years ago, she woke up from the intensive care unit and the first person she saw was Doyle. But
she didn''t know him, or anyone else for that matter. She had forgotten everything. As Doyle told, they
were engaged and childhood sweethearts withmon interests and goals. He told her that her name
was Besse and a car ident had left her bedridden for almost a year, causing amnesia. Because of
the amnesia, everything around her seemed unfamiliar.
Besse felt like there was more to it than just memory loss. She couldn''t shake off the feeling that maybe
she wasn''t Besse or the woman Doyle imed she was.
Doyle showed her pictures of "herself" before the ident but even though they looked exactly alike,
something about this face scared Besse, as if it wasn''t hers at all.
Besse hoped one day all these doubts would be resolved when she regained some memories back.
But three years had passed without any progress in recovering them. Life still went on though as per
what Doyle told her about their life together so far. She had be Karami''s designer, which made
sense since design came naturally to Besse despite not remembering anything else important in life or
people who mattered dearly to herself before losing her memory.
"Besse," said Doyle with deep affectionate eyes fixed on hers, "don''t make me wait too long, okay?"
Besse was hesitant, reflecting upon these past three years when he had been by her side every step of
the way with the utmost care. Even though he usually didn''t care much about other people''s emotions,
towards Besse, he was always cautious as if she might disappear suddenly anytime soon. She was
more or less touched by what he did. She just couldn''t help feeling hesitant whenever they talked about
their rtionship because something inside kept her resisting it no matter what.
"Okay." Replied she.
In the past three years, many things had be a reality. If memories could be restored, they would
have been long ago. Besse gave herself another six months. If things were still the same after that
time, she decided to let go of the past and focus on living in the present and future, just as Doyle had
suggested.
Doyle couldn''t help but smile brightly when he heard Besse finally agree to marry him. Every time he
brought up marriage before, Besse always refused without hesitation. This time was different though;
her tone was noticeably changed.
He cradled her face in his hands and nted a kiss on her forehead. Every kiss Doyle gave her was
gentle and loving as if she were his most precious treasure. Besse shouldn''t have doubted Doyle''s
feelings for her or questioned hers for him either.
"Mr George, Miss Besse, it''s your turn now." Said a staff member at the door respectfully.
Besse replied with a nod and stood up from in front of the makeup table. Doyle held onto Besse''s hand
tightly as they walked out of their dressing room towards the runway stage.
After all of the models finished their walk down the runway came Karami''s chief designers making their
global debut appearance tonight, undoubtedly one of tonight''s most anticipated moments.
Besse was still nervous despite having attended many fashion shows before, where she left halfway
through each one without ever stepping foot on stage. This would be her first time doing so, which
made it even more nerve-wracking for her.
She didn''t like this part very much but every time she left early before walking down that runway, Doyle
felt disappointed even though he never showed it before her or med her for it either. Not once did he
ever do so.
Taking a deep breath inwards helped calm some nerves while holding onto Doyle''s hand tighter than
usual also helped ease some anxiety. He reassured her by saying, "Don''t worry about anything
because I''m here with you."
A smile crept across Besse''s lips upon hearing those words from him, since whenever she opened up
to see everything around her feeling scared or lost within herself, there was always Doyle there who
made sure everything turned out okay.
"I''m not afraid when you''re here." Said Besse gratefully, to which Doyle smiled even wider than before.
He wanted nothing more than to lean over right then and kiss those lips passionately, however, at that
moment, they heard their names being called out over loudspeakers signalling their cue to take centre
stage together.
Doyle suppressed his desire and led them both towards centre stage, where everyone waited eagerly,
anticipating the debut of the chief designer of Karami.
They thought it would be just like those fashion shows before, with the designer not even making an
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appearance. But this time, they surprised everyone.
A man and a woman walked out onto the stage, with lights shining on them. If it wasn''t for their
introduction beforehand, they could easily be mistaken for runway models. They were even more
impressive than the models.
The man was tall and handsome while the woman was charming and alluring. Both of them had
Western features but mostly Eastern contours, with a touch of exotic ir.
As soon as they stepped onto the stage, thunderous apuse erupted throughout the venue. The
show had reached its climax.
"That''s the woman I sawst time! She''s Karami''s designer?!" Susan eximed as she looked at the
woman on stage.
"Have you met her before?" Manuel asked in surprise.
"Yes! It was when I went out with Sal and Unast time. We bumped into her at a restaurant.
Remember how I said she looks like Hannah?" Susan was so excited that she stumbled over her
words.
Manuel frowned as he scrutinized them both. He didn''t think she resembled Hannah much except for
some vague simrities in her aura or vibe perhaps.
"She''s not Hannah." Said he.
"I know she isn''t." Answered Susan, slightly annoyed.
"If I knew she was Karami''s designer, I should have talked with her more that day, and got to know
each other a little bit better," Susan muttered.
Manuel didn''t continue with the conversation. He was not interested in building connections with those
leaders of fashion but he was willing to apany Susan.
But then again, he suddenly felt his eyes widen when Doyle and Besse elegantly took their bows
together on stage before turning around hand-in-hand to exit.
He couldn''t help but stare at Besse''s silhouette as if struck by lightning. He finally understood why
Susan said this person looked like Hannah. From behind, they did seem identical.
It felt like Hannah herself stood right there in front of him.
He couldn''t help but nce over towards Oscar sitting up front, wondering if his cousin had noticed that
too.