Chapter 220 Wrong from the Start
"I'm the original designer of Lovesickness!"
A flash of pride crossed her eyes when mentioning Lovesickness, but as her gaze fell on the sand before her, Esme's expression turned bitter. "In August, he gave me a bouquet. Then one day, I had this sudden inspiration and drew the design sketch for Lovesickness."
"I was so pleased with myself back then. Even though it was just a rough draft, I felt so proud that I took a photo and posted it on a forum to share ideas with fellow enthusiasts."
Rebecca looked surprised. "That designer was you?"
Esme nodded.
Rebecca let out a long sigh of relief.
As if she hadn't expected Rebecca to be one of the online friends who had exchanged comments with her, Esme's eyes showed emotion as she continued: "Less than ten minutes after I posted it, he came back and told me that as designers, even fleeting inspirations in our minds should be properly recorded. He said it was good that I drew it out, but there was no need to post it on the forum. So I deleted it."
As if already guessing who the "he" Esme mentioned was, Rebecca remained silent.
The light in Esme's eyes gradually dimmed. "He graduated from Empire University's jewelry design program, comes from a well-off family, and is a jewelry designer with a promising future. Me? I just taught myself a bit—I'm self-taught, came to it halfway."
"I was the one who first suggested it—that we build our own design studio, gradually polish our own brand, and one day we'd shine. It was just a casual comment before bed, and I forgot about it when I woke up. I never expected..."
With a self-mocking laugh, Esme turned to look at Rebecca. "He found several talented designers in the industry and co-founded Shiny Studio. He only told me after everything was registered, and said he didn't want me to work too hard. He also said that when he becomes a big designer in the future, he could buy a big house and support me!"
Cursing under her breath, Esme looked angrily at the vast ocean before her and said loudly: "I have talent and ability. Even if I don't become a designer, I can support myself with a regular job. Why would I need him to support me? A person who only knows how to plagiarize!"
Rebecca's eyes lit up.
Indeed, great minds think alike.
When it came to Gavin, she and Esme had the same assessment.
"That Lovesickness design—he copied it from you. Didn't you confront him about it?"
Rebecca asked.
Esme sighed, looking dejected. "The draft is gone. Even if there was an original, it's on his computer. Forget about taking legal action—I can't even complain to people because I have no proof that he plagiarized my work. Not to mention, he was my boyfriend. Oh, wait..."
Esme corrected herself. "Ex-boyfriend now!"
"Rebecca, I never thought that in the end, I'd be betrayed by the person I trusted most!"
Thinking about how he had used rubies to design Lovesickness, then proudly showed it off at the studio, accepting praise and flattery from others, and his disgusting attitude when she discovered it—
Esme felt completely defeated. "I was blind!"
"If I hadn't fallen in love with jewelry design, I wouldn't have met him. If I hadn't met him, I wouldn't be feeling this dead inside right now."
With her head lowered, tears slid from the corners of her eyes and disappeared into the sand with a soft sound.
Esme said quietly: "Maybe it was wrong from the very beginning!"
"No, you weren't wrong!"
Rebecca's voice was firm.
Esme's head shot up.