"Why?" she asked, somewhat puzzled.
"It's ugly!" he replied coldly, his handsome face full of unabashed disdain.
Looking at the man's displeased expression, Summer Shawcross couldn't help but laugh.
She didn't understand before why he was so overbearing as to meddle with her choice of clothes, only thinking he was tyrannical like some kind of control freak.
But now, she understood everything.
Thinking of this, she gave a mischievous smile, deliberately putting on a face of admiration and said to him.
"But I think this outfit looks great, so sexy. I'm sure it'll turn heads when I walk down the street."
As soon as she finished speaking, Noah Drexler's expression turned ugly.
Summer was secretly pleased, ignoring the increasingly grim look on the man's face, she turned directly to the store clerk and politely asked.
"Please bring me two sizes larger and wrap it up."
…
A few minutes later.
