Trey Is My Husband

At the venue of the final of Shine.

Kristen, in a white dress, took her design draft and went on stage with the model to explain her piece named "Starlight".

It was what she started preparing for the final six months ago. She stayed up countless nights, revised countless drafts, and went through countless final drafts before finally coming up with the piece in her hands.

However, before she finished her design concept, someone shouted out.

"She plagiarized!"

"I have seen this work on foreign websites. I can find pictures online."

"Kristen plagiarized!"

The audience was in an uproar.

Shine was the top design competition in the country, which was held every three years and brought together countless elites in the design field.

If one made it to the finals, they would make a name for themselves in the design world even without an award.

Kristen was supposed to be the favorite to win the championship.

"What happened?"

A judge's face turned cold, and he scolded angrily, "Kristen, how do you explain it?"

"I didn't plagiarize. This is the work that cost me half a year of hard work. I stayed up countless nights before finalizing it.

"I have my design concept. I did not plagiarize!"

Kristen's hand holding the microphone was trembling, and her delicate face was already full of anger.

Plagiarism was too heavy a crime for an original.

"Everyone, check this foreign official website. They have published this piece. It's the first-prize winner's work no less.

"You dare to plagiarize such a famous work. Do you think we don't pay attention to foreign works?"

The girl who accused Kristen of plagiarism trotted to the stage and took out her phone to show the same work as Kristen's, and the other party won the award yesterday.

"Gosh. She's right."

"She plagiarized at Shine. She ruins her career. She can never be a designer."

"Bah! A designer? A plagiarist doesn't deserve such a title! I wish I could tear her hypocritical face apart!"

The audience cursed.

The judges on the stage quickly made a decision.

The host asked Kristen to get off the stage with a cold face, "We don't tolerate thieves like you in the design world. Please leave now!"

"No! I did not plagiarize. My work..."

"Get lost!"

The girl who accused Kristen of plagiarism angrily pushed Kristen off the stage.

"Kick this plagiarist's ass!"

"Drive her out!"

"Bah! You disgust me!"

Someone took action and threw whatever they had in their hands at Kristen, including bags, books, and hats.

The scene was in chaos.

Kristen ignored their attacks. She tried to go on stage to explain, but she was mercilessly kicked out of the venue by the security guards.

"I didn't plagiarize!"

Kristen sat slumped outside the venue, her hair disheveled, her clothes crumpled, and her white dress stained.

There were many wounds on her hands, all scratched by nails. It was the masterpiece of those angry people who attacked her.

Kristen bit her lips and cried hard.

Being a designer had always been her dream. Otherwise, she would not have worked so hard to enter the design college at New York University.

The work that she worked hard for half a year was won by someone outside the country first! How was that possible?

Kristen took out her phone and searched for the website. She saw the name of the designer. It was Emilee Mayer.

It was Emilee!

Kristen's expression suddenly changed, and she froze.

Emilee was the woman Trey loved, Kristen's nightmare for more than ten years.

"Trey?"

Kristen managed to get up.

She remembered that the only person who had seen her draft was Trey, who had come home early that day and gone into her study...

Thinking of this, Kristen suddenly rushed to the road without hesitation and stopped some random car.

"Go to the Barrett Group."

On the way, Kristen lowered her head and murmured to herself with her eyes closed, "No. No way. How could it be you?"

He was the man she had loved for seven years. How could he be the one who destroyed her?

Although he had always been cold to her during the year they were married, he wouldn't be this heartless!

An hour passed.

She arrived at the Barrett Group.

"Sorry, you can't see him without an appointment. Mr. Barrett is very busy. You can't just walk in and ask to see him like this."

The receptionist looked at Kristen with contempt and refused Kristen thoroughly.

"Trey is my husband. I want to see him!"

Why Are You Like This?

Kristen was so angry that her whole body was trembling.

She had been engaged to Trey for two years and married him for a year. She knew he didn't like her, so she never came here.

However, she had to figure out the truth about the design drafts!

It was her dream. The dream she had worked so hard to realize was easily ruined by a copy.

"I know."

The receptionist sneered, "I know you are Mrs. Barrett, the daughter of the driver of the Barrett family. When you got married, the media was filming the whole thing. I watched the wedding.

"Well, Mrs. Barrett, I am sorry to tell you that this is the rule here. You can't see the CEO without an appointment.

"If you don't leave, I will ask the security guards to kick you out."

Everyone in the company knew that Trey was extremely disgusted with Kristen, and the receptionist showed Kristen no respect at all.

Meanwhile, a luxury car stopped at the door.

Kristen turned her head to look.

A young woman in fashionable clothes, wearing sunglasses and 3-inch high heels, came in.

The contempt on the receptionist's face was immediately replaced by a smile. She greeted the woman with a smile, "Ms. Locke, hi.

"You can take the CEO's exclusive elevator. This way, please. The CEO is waiting for you."

Kailyn Locke glanced at Kristen from the corner of her eye and sneered, "Don't let trash in, or Trey's mood will be ruined."

"Yes, sure. I see.

"Where are the security guards? Kick this woman out!"

Two security guards ran over and reached out to hold Kristen's arms.

"Let go of me! I want to see Trey! You bastards!"

However, Kristen, the so-called Mrs. Barrett, had no say in the Barrett Group at all. She was nobody, even in front of the security guards.

Kristen was only 100 pounds. She was no match for two beefy security guards.

Bang!

The security guards threw her out of the Barrett Group, just like how she was thrown out of the venue an hour ago.

There was a rumble.

The weather didn't favor her either.

The heavy rain poured without warning, and the sky was so dark and depressing.

The pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, and because of the heavy rain, no one had time to pay attention to Kristen, who was in a sorry state.

Kristen hid in the eaves of the adjacent mall and shuddered, while her eyes were fixed on the Barrett Group.

She had to get to the bottom of it today!

She could ignore everything else. It didn't matter if Trey didn't love her or mock her, but he didn't have the right to destroy her dream!

Half an hour passed, and then one hour, two hours, and three hours.

After three whole hours, Trey went downstairs with Kailyn, the Z-list star.

Kristen rushed into the heavy rain while ignoring her tired body and went straight to the Barrett Group.

"Mr. Barrett, Ms. Locke."

The receptionist greeted Trey and Kailyn respectfully. When she looked up, she saw Kristen rushing over. She hurriedly winked at the security guards standing at the door.

She gestured with her eyes, wanting them to drag Kristen away, in case she affected Trey's mood.

Yet the two security guards failed to stop the crazy Kristen.

"Get lost!"

Kristen roared and rushed into the lobby. She reached out and grabbed Trey's arm.

Trey was stunned and then came back to his senses. "What are you doing here? Why are you like this?"

Kailyn's eyes went cold, and she pulled Kristen. "What are you doing? You are so dirty. Get your hands off Trey."

"Get out of my way!"

Kristen pushed Kailyn away and still grabbed Trey tightly. She stared at him with wide eyes and asked word by word, "Trey, tell me that you didn't show my design draft to Emilee. It wasn't you, right?"

Now that things had come to this, she still held hope for him, the man with nothing but coldness and aloofness.

Let's Get Divorced

"What design draft? The one for the dress on your desk in the study?"

Trey frowned.

"I showed them to Emilee. She said that she had encountered a bottleneck in her design and wanted to look at some manuscript, but your childish manuscript was useless to her."

"Useless?"

Kristen loosened her hand and staggered back a few steps. Her whole body trembled, and she was almost unable to speak.

"Trey, what right do you have to steal my dream? It's my entry!

"How can you be so cruel?

"You don't like me. You hate me. It's fine. But how can you be so shameless?"

Kristen roared madly at Trey, her tears falling.

She had known him for more than a decade and loved him for seven years. She had always followed him obediently, just like a marionette.

He was the source of all her emotions.

But...

"What's wrong with you?"

Trey was very dissatisfied with Kristen making a scene in the company.

"What's wrong with me?

"Emilee copied my script and published it early. She ruined my dreams and my future. And you're accusing me?

"Trey, how can you do this to me?"

Trey drove Kristen mad.

All the grievances she had endured these years burst out in an instant.

She rushed up, grabbed Trey by the collar, and questioned him madly.

"Let go, you bitch! What are you doing?"

Kailyn rushed up and pulled Kristen.

Kristen was so angry that she slapped Kailyn in the face.

Kailyn's expression changed at once. "Bitch! How dare you hit me!

"You're dead!"

Kailyn fought with Kristen.

Seeing the chaotic scene, Trey frowned and reached out to pull Kristen. "Enough. This is my company. Stop making a fuss! Look at yourself!

"Let the driver send you back. We'll talk tonight."

Just as Trey pulled Kristen, Kailyn was able to break free and slapped Kristen hard twice.

Trey's eyes turn cold. "What are you doing?"

"She slapped me first."

Kailyn snorted, still feeling aggrieved.

Trey hurriedly looked down and wanted to say something.

Yet he saw that Kristen, who had been like a leopard just now, suddenly lost her fighting spirit.

"Trey."

Kristen suddenly looked up at him, her eyes dimmed.

Trey was slightly stunned. He had a bad feeling.

"Let's get divorced."

Kristen thought, let's just leave it like this. I woke up after seven years...

Trey was instantly stunned.

"What did you say?"

"Let's get divorced."

Kristen broke free from him, turned around, and walked step by step towards the heavy rain, muttering, "Seven years. I've been a fool for seven years."

She thought, Emilee is the only one he loves.

I had the delusion that if I worked hard enough, Trey would see me one day.

And now, I have nothing.

It has been my dream to be an excellent fashion designer.

I don't want to be a woman relying on others without income or independent financial ability.

However, in Trey's eyes, I'm just a joke.

"Kristen, what the hell is wrong with you?"

Seeing Kristen walking into the heavy rain without looking back, Trey felt something weird. After a moment of silence, he chased after her.

"Trey!"

Kailyn quickly grabbed Trey and held his arm, refusing to let go. "Trey, I am so scared."

"Kristen!"

Meanwhile, Kristen, who had walked to the middle of the road, didn't see the car coming from the side at all...