Lucy was at a loss. What should she say? Were all designers this free-spirited and unconcerned about what others thought of them, or…
Was this Matthew’s idea of fashion? She looked at Matthew hesitantly and asked, “Matthew, you’re not expecting me to wear that, are you?”
Although Matthew was not the designer, Lucy was already convinced that he would make her wear that.
Matthew’s gaze darkened as he realized that his wife’s image of him was in shambles.
He shouted at the designer with annoyance, “Richard, what are you doing?”
Richard Armani stiffened when he heard him. Turning around, he saw the furious Matthew and the bewildered Lucy.
Richard’s eyes lit up, and he went up to kiss Matthew on the cheek. “Ciao, Signor Leon. It’s been so long since I last saw you. Did you miss me?”
Signor Leon…
Lucy was once again thrown off guard. Why was she suddenly transported back to her middle school Italian class?
Matthew’s veins were bulging. “I know that’s what you like to call me, but please stick to Matthew. I can’t stand hearing you call me that.”
Richard raised his hands above his head in surrender. “Alright, alright, I get it. Whatever you want. You’re my muse, after all.”
After the many surprises, Lucy was starting to get used to the man in front of her.
‘It’s okay. I guess all designers are just a little eccentric, that’s all. I’ll get used to it,” Lucy thought.
Matthew was already accustomed to Richard’s behavior, so he said, “I asked you what you were doing.”
Richard blinked his sky-blue eyes innocently. “I was just trying to get inspiration. I want to go with a Hawaiian theme for my next design, so I’m getting a head start by setting the mood.”
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