"All, all of this is for me?" Zoe Yale looked at the clothes in his hand, sitting dazedly on the sofa, forgetting to reach out and take them.
Did he prepare so many clothes intending for her to live long-term at his place?
Zoe Yale snapped back to reality, hugged the clothes to her chest, and checked through them briefly, finding that they were all her size.
But she had never told him, so how did Charles White know?
Just as Zoe was about to ask, she caught sight of the fact that he had even prepared her intimate apparel, and astonishingly, the sizes were spot on...
Zoe looked at the bra in her hand, couldn't help but glance down at her own chest, her face blushing!
Quickly, she stuffed the things in her hands back into the pile of clothes, pretending as if she hadn't seen anything...
But soon, she remembered, Charles hadn't touched her, so how did he know her size?
Could it be he just gauged it by sight...
