Chapter 299 Chose a Dress for Her
In the mall, Blake was still shopping while Myrna handed Stephanie a Molotov cocktail. Shortly after, Myrna received a message from Ramon.
[Ramon: Myrna, Stephanie deleted the post. 6666.]
She didn’t reply to the message and nonchalantly put her phone back in her bag, getting ready to go and see if Blake had finished picking.
Who knew, just as I walked up to the entrance of a women’s clothing store, I bumped into a man standing there with an air of elegance, accompanied by Alfi.
“Mya.”
A deep voice suddenly called out her name.
It was supposed to be normal, but when he shouted those two words from his throat, Myrna inexplicably felt irritated.
Calvin saw the restlessness and defiance in the girl’s eyes as she flicked her eyelashes, and his thin lips curved slightly as he whispered, “Alfi picked out a piece of clothing for you and wanted you to try it on, but he was too embarrassed to tell you.”
Did you choose a piece of clothing for her?
Myrna instinctively glanced towards the little guy next to him, under her pitch–black eyes, and sure enough, Alfredo was holding something… a white, skirt–like object.
Seeing her looking over, the little one appeared visibly nervous,
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clutching onto her clothes, pursing her rosy lips, and softly saying, “Sister, I didn’t even give you a birthday present, so…”
He had just seen many girls of the same age as his sister wearing beautiful dresses and going out for a walk, but he had never seen his sister wear a dress.
According to Cedric, his sister had gone through a lot of hardships in the past, and their parents were also unkind to her, which is why she developed a cold personality.
He knew that his sister didn’t like wearing cumbersome clothes, but when he saw other girls of the same age as his sister having them, he also wanted to buy a beautiful dress for his sister.
When has Cedric ever seen him so timid, only in front of Myrna, would Nemmington the bully be so timid. So, helping Alfredo, he said, “Ms. Stark, Mr. Alfredo just wandered around inside for a long time before picking out that dress. He thought you would look great in it and wanted to buy it for you as a gift, but he was afraid you wouldn’t like it…”
Alfredo pursed his lips, feeling that he had said too much.
But those shiny black eyes couldn’t help but look expectantly at the girl not far away, filled with anticipation.
I really hope that my sister would like the gift I chose!
Myrna’s temple throbbed twice, and the sight of the white dress in his hand made her headache worse.
She indeed didn’t like things like dresses, not for any other reason, but simply because she found them troublesome to wear and inconvenient for doing things.
Well… the little one wanted her to try it on…
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She hesitated, and then heard a deep and seductive male voice coming from above: “If you don’t like it, you don’t have to force yourself. Alfi’s original intention of buying you a gift is to make you happy. He is happier than anyone else when you are happy.”
That was said.
The little one nodded eagerly, bobbing his head like a chick pecking at grains, and softly echoed with a tender child’s voice, “Mmm, mmm, I hope sister is happy, happy every day! I am willing to share my own happiness with sister!”
Such a cute little baby, so sweet, I said I am willing to give you all the happiness and just want to make you happy. Can you bear to refuse?
Myrna admitted that she had not reached the point of being heartless, at least every time she faced Alfredo’s innocent and adorable face, she could never bring herself to be cruel
Because those eyes were so pure, like the sky, infinitely inclusive and reliant on her!
Even though Myrna was not really interested in the dress, her hand reached out more honestly than her heart: “…I’ll give it a try.”
