Chapter 60
Chapter 60
Emily spotted the woman through the store window, and her lips curved into the faintest smile. “Carter, let’s check ou shop.”
Carter had been looking down at his phone and didn’t see the woman inside.
He locked his screen and smiled at Emily. “Sure, let’s go in. If you see anything you like, get a few pieces.”
“Whit, have you decided? Want to try anything on?” Lena had no idea what had just happened either.
Before Whitney could answer, Emily was already walking in with her hand wrapped around Carter’s arm. “Whitney, Lena, what a surprise seeing you here,” Emily said sweetly.
Lena heard her voice and rolled her eyes. Just my luck,‘ she thought. ‘Why do we have to run into this homewrecker?
Carter’s face went rigid, and his eyes locked onto the woman in front of him.
Whitney was wearing a peach–pink dress today, and her fair skin had a rosy glow. She rarely wore soft, feminine colors! his, and the sight made Carter’s heart skip a beat.
Emily gritted her teeth. She could feel exactly how different his gaze was right now.
She tried to pull his attention back to her. “Carter, I want to try on that purple dress. I think it would look perfect on me you buy it for me?”
The purple gown she pointed to was the exact one Whitney had been looking at.
Why should you get it?” Lena shot her a sideways glare and rolled her eyes. “Whit saw it first. Ever heard of hrstone te served?”
Emily bit her lip and blinked her doe eyes at Whitney. “Whitney, I saw this dress the moment I walked in and ove with it. Would you mind letting me have it?”
Carter’s gaze stayed locked on Whitney the entire time.
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Lena was still fuming just thinking about it, and she snapped, “Whit, why’d you just let her have it like that?”
Whitney smiled, “That dress was way too bold, and you can only wear it to a few occasions anyway. Plus, that color doesn suit Emily at all. If she wanted it that badly, she could have it.”
“You’re right about that. She’s so plain and washed out, there’s no way she could pull it off. My brother must be blind to fa for her,” Lena said, but then she caught herself and realized she’d said the wrong thing.
She added, “Whit, I didn’t mean it like that. Don’t take it the wrong way. I’m calling my brother a jerk, not you
Whitney laughed it off. “It’s fine. Come on, let’s check out some other places. I might have to go to a dinner party on Saturday, so my dear friend, help me find a dress?”
On the fifth floor, a boutique with unique decor caught both their eyes. The custom women’s clothing store had a distinct style that drew them in.
Whoa, Whit, this dress has your name written all over it! It’s so sparkly and gorgeous. Lena gushed
It was the simplest white dress, but the lace mermaid hem was hand–stitched with countless tiny diamonds. It was understated but exuded pure luxury.
Lena immediately called over a sales associate. “Hi, can we try this one on?”
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Lena had a hunch. “Are those real diamonds on it?”
The sales associate nodded, still smiling. “Yes, the hem is embellished with ten thousand micro–diamonds al look nearly a month to complete.”
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Carter flinched, then let out a soft sigh. “No.”
He said no, but ever since they left the boutique, he’d been distant and distracted.
Emily had tried talking to him several times, and his answers never quite matched her questions
Panic and desperation twisted inside her. He was right there next to her, but somehow he felt further away than ever. Why won’t you even hold my hand after we went public?‘ she thought.
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