Chapter 12 A Fresh Start


    Chapter 12 A Fresh Start


    Two freshly heartbroken women gathered together. Isabe recruited two handsome hairstylists for


    them. As soon as the hairstylistid eyes on Avery, his eyes lit up. He immediately rmended the


    current trendy hairstyles.


    Avery directly declined, "Cut it short. The shorter, the better."


    "Miss, although the trend now is to be cool and chic, I personally think that if the hair is too short, it may


    limit your styling options. How about keeping it shoulder-length? It not only makes you look younger but


    also suits various asions."


    "No need."


    "Miss, your hair is long and ck. It seems like you''ve kept it for many years. It would be a shame to


    cut it all off." Tony sighed regretfully, shaking his head.


    Looking at herself in the mirror, even though she hadn''t been sleeping welltely and herplexion


    was a bit pale, she couldn''t hide her stunning features. Her long-neglected ck hair fell naturally,


    adding a touch of charm to her appearance.


    Jacob liked her long hair. She hadn''t trimmed it for years. Seeing that Tony hesitated to start, Avery


    picked up the scissors nearby and smiled faintly. "Then I''ll do it myself."


    Without any hesitation, she started cutting. Strands of ck hair fell, symbolizing the departure of her


    once youthful and beautiful days.


    "All done. I''ll leave the rest to you." Avery handed the scissors back to the hairstylist and let him finish


    the styling.


    Isabe emerged from the salon with a head of cherry blossom pink hair. Upon seeing Avery''s new


    hairstyle, she was first shocked, then amazed.


    "I finally understand what it means for a person to look good in anything. Avy, you look so stylish!"


    Toplement Avery''s Korean-style center parting, Isabe quickly took her to a mall and bought her


    several outfits with a neutral style. As they walked through the streets, they captured everyone''s gaze.


    As night fell, Isabe pulled Avery to take a selfie outside a shop window and posted it to Instagram.


    Caption: A fresh start.


    Avery apanied her to enjoy a steak dinner that she used to hesitate to splurge on. Isabe was in


    high spirits. "Avy, do you remember when we were in high school? At that age, it felt like solving


    mathematical equations was the most difficult thing in the world. Now, equations are just forms to be


    plugged in. It''s not like dealing with men, where giving your all often leads to nothing but scars."


    Avery hadn''t touched alcohol in a long time, and tonight, she wanted to indulge for thest time. She


    took a sip. "That''s because you were a struggling student. I never found equations difficult."


    "Yes, yes, who canpare to you, the academic genius? You skipped a grade to high school at the


    age of thirteen. I thought it was a little junior high school girl who had walked into the wrong ssroom.


    Who would have known it was a prodigy."


    Isabe poured her another ss, raising her ss. "Genius or silly, let''s drink to being single. Be


    happy being single. Without that scumbag, I can buy whatever I want in the future..."


    As she spoke, tears welled up in Isabe''s eyes again. "Avy, do you know? I used to buy discounted


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    our future. I''m only 24 years old this year. I''ve never even bought a decent dress. How could he treat


    me like this?"


    Every household has its own difficulties. Avery hadn''t even handled her own affairs at home. She could


    only gentlyfort Isabe and encourage her to look forward.


    She had intended to send her home, but Isabe, taking advantage of her tipsy state, insisted on taking


    her to the Allure Club.


    Avery sighed, knowing that Isabe needed an outlet for her emotions.


    After all, she had a year to ease herself. But as for Isabe, when she dealt with these matters swiftly


    and returned to her home country, it didn''t necessarily mean she would be able to move on right away.


    The thought of not being able to be carefree with her for a long time, even if she didn''t die from


    chemotherapy, weighed heavily on Avery. She didn''t refuse.


    "This was her first time in such a setting, and Isabe appeared especially excited. She patted Avery''s


    hand and said, ''Look at this greeter, isn''t he handsome?''


    Avery didn''t pay much attention, as she was busy admiring the bold and elegant ck horse image in


    the lobby. Seeing her friend so enthusiastic, she had to agree. "Yes."


    "Later, don''t be polite to me," Isabe continued, "Instead of keeping him, I might as well keep a


    charming and sweet-talking person. Don''t you think that makes sense?"


    "Yes."


    Isabe, who was usually frugal, acted like an overnight millionaire today, bringing Avery into a private


    room and ordering ten bottles of champagne.


    Avery couldn''t stop her. The manager politely brought in ten male models, ranging from cute and


    charming to cool and stylish. Isabe eximed, "Choose whichever one you like."


    With all ten of them casting flirtatious nces and showing off their abs, Avery didn''t know where to


    look. She had to decline, saying, "No need. I''ll just have a few drinks with you."


    Isabe nonchntly ordered two, took out a stack of cash from her bag, and tossed it on the table with


    a boss-like air, saying, "You guys,e here. Make her happy tonight." Both of them exuded an


    elegant and sweet demeanor, a far cry from the style of Jacob. The two handsome men sat on either


    side of Avery, one wanting to feed her grapes and the other offering her a drink. Avery felt


    ufortable and wanted to leave.


    Isabe patted her thigh and said, "What''s wrong? After all that''s happened, are you still trying to


    remain chaste for him? Did he ever think of you when he was fooling around with other women? You''re


    divorced now, so why be afraid? Enjoy yourself tonight! I have money."


    They all knew themission for real estate transactions was high, and even for a vi like the one


    she sold, getting amission of almost 30 thousand dors wasmon. With her youth, beauty,


    sweet talk, and ability to get things done, she earned a decentmission in a year. If she hadn''t used


    the money to set up a home with her boyfriend, Isabe would be considered a young, rich woman. An


    asional extravagant night out was no problem for her.


    Isabe had decided to have a st tonight.


    At Willowbrook, after a day of hard work by the doctor, the child''s fever finally subsided, and Jacob


    heaved a sigh of relief. She covered her baby with a nket and quietly left the room.


    La greeted him with a gentle smile and said, "Jacob, it''s gettingte. Why don''t you stay at


    Willowbrook tonight? I''m afraid the baby might wake up again at night. You know he doesn''t cry as


    much when you''re with him.''


    Jacob rubbed her temples, feeling a bit tired. "I still have an appointment. Dr. Brown will be here, so


    you can call him if there''s any problem."


    La hesitated to say more, knowing she couldn''t force him to stay. She had expected to call him at


    10:30 PM to tell him she was divorced, but things hadn''t gone as nned.


    She couldn''t rush things and had to be patient. So she said, "Alright, just be careful on your way back."


    Jacob nodded and left. As soon as she got in the car, John handed her a set of keys. "Mr. Hill, these


    are the keys to the vi your wife sent over."


    Jacob''s eyes darkened, and he sneered, "She''s quick to move once the money''s in hand."


    John didn''t want to say much, but he remembered the recent post Isabe had made on her social


    media. After some hesitation, he spoke up, "Mr. Hill, it seems... your wife has really given up on you."