Harry pulled her shielding hands away and he gently sealed her lips with a passionate kiss.
...
Lola still had some senses left in her. At the last moment, she pinched him really hard on his waist and pushed him away with all her strength. Without any other further hesitations, she dashed into the bathroom.
She looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was flushed, feverish, and her hair looked messy. She curled her lips with a bitter grin. Why would Harry ever want to kiss her looking like this?
Lola spent some time in the bathroom tidying herself up. After that, she stepped out of it with bath towel tightly wrapped on herself.
Harry was on his phone. The moment he saw her, he handed her a set of new, clean clothes.
He looked at her with a profound smile on his face while talking to someone on the phone at the same time.
"Alright, I will see to it. Talk to you later."
Lola was confused because she had brought her own clothes. But not knowing where they were placed, she had to accept the clothes Harry gave her. And she did, and Lola changed into them obediently back in the bathroom.
The tag had been removed from them. She wondered who else had worn them before?
This thought made her furious as she walked out of the bathroom.
By then, Harry had already done with the talking on the phone. He saw the look of her face and noticed immediately that she was in a bad mood.
"Did someone wear these clothes before? If so, I don't want them then!"
"Why would he humiliate me by making me wear some other women's clothes?" thought Lola angrily.
Harry laughed as he explained everything to her with patience. "New clothes need washing, right?" All of his new clothes were first washed before he wore them. Besides, he knew she washed hers before wearing them as well.
Thus he had all of those new clothes washed for her. He had done everything for her to feel at home at every time.
As soon as she realized that the clothes she was wearing now were brand new, Lola broke a smile. "Fine!" she said. And then returned to the bathroom.
Harry shook his head in disappointment. How could she ever think of him as being some kind of douche bag? Why on earth would he offer her second-hand clothes? She didn't know him at all it seemed!
The clothes Harry had picked for her were a set of suits. Apart from the white sleeves, the rest was all pink.
Lola found the color ridiculous for her age. It did not suit her at all. She judged herself in the mirror, thinking that the color pink did not comply with her personality at all.
She was slightly concerned about going out in the world like that.
But, gathering up all her courage, Lola stepped out of the bathroom. She wanted to ask Harry if he had some other back-up clothes lying around there.
But Harry was once again on phone. He nodded at her when he saw her come out of the bathroom again.
His confirmation made Lola cave in. She thought to herself that she might just as well settle with this set of suits.
"I need to have the results of the report by the end of this day." Harry snapped on the phone as he walked over to her. Holding her hand, he showed her to the shoe closet.
As Harry opened the door of one of the shoe cabinets, Lola gasped at what she saw.
There were at least 100 pairs of shoes on the two-meter-high shelves, and they were of various designs and colors. They fit for all seasons and all occasions, and each pair was made by a different international designers.
"That's right. You should avoid this kind of mistakes in the future!" Harry ended the call with a stern tone. Then, he pointed to the shelves, and said to Lola, "Pick a pair yourself."
She was utterly speechless at what she saw. After a while, she managed to open her mouth, and said, "These shoes..." She did not have the courage to finish the sentence. She thought she was in a dream.
Harry looked at her pink suit, thought for a while, and then chose a pair of white wedged shoes for her.
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