The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 295

Claire instantly understood, the tips of her ears burning hot.

He looked so aloof and restrained, yet he always flirted with such a straight face.

She bit her lip. "I can't come see you tomorrow morning. I told the nurse I'd bring you brunch."

"I have to go to the bridal boutique tomorrow to try on the custom dress one more time."

"Got it."

"You... get some rest." Hearing his raspy voice, Claire quickly hung up the phone.

She rolled around on her bed, the lingering unease completely vanishing. She and Miles were officially making up, right?

The next day, Claire headed to Mina Wentworth's bridal boutique. Even if she wasn't getting her dress custom-made here anymore, she needed her deposit back. She wasn't about to be taken for a fool.

"Ms. Jenner, you're here." The assistant recognized her and spoke with utmost respect.

"The design you picked out last time is ready. Would you like to try it on?"

Claire paused. After parting on such bad terms with Mina, she thought the dress was a lost cause. Mina actually finished it?

As a designer herself, Claire knew the process wasn't easy. Wedding dresses took a massive amount of time and effort. Since it was already made, she couldn't just abandon it over a petty argument.

She nodded. "Sure, thank you."

"Right this way, Ms. Jenner."

In the spacious fitting room, the assistant first brought in a strapless trailing reception gown.

"Ms. Jenner, you can try this one first while I go wheel the wedding dress over."

"Alright." Claire took the gown, undressed, and began to change.

She slipped the long dress on, but when it reached her chest, it suddenly got stuck.

The fabric was stretched taut against her skin, impossible to zip up.

Claire reached back and tried several times, but failed.

"Excuse me, are you there? Could you come in and help me pull this up?"

The fitting room door clicked open.

Otherwise, why wouldn't it fit!

The man behind her withdrew his hand, averting his gaze.

"You haven't gained weight. It must be an issue with the dress."

Claire gave up and took it off, changing back into her own clothes.

Miles's phone rang. He stepped aside to answer it, and from the sounds of it, Claire guessed it was about the pharmaceutical company.

She turned to carefully hang the gown up when a sudden, furious commotion erupted outside the fitting room.

"Who told you to give her that dress? How many times do I have to say it? That dress is not for her! Are you deaf?"

The assistant apologized profusely, accompanied by the sharp sound of a slap.

Claire frowned and immediately stepped out of the fitting room.

Outside, the assistant who had helped her earlier had a bright red handprint on her swelling cheek. She was sobbing. "Mina, I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to."