Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 277
Mason’s gaze slowly turned from the gown to Janet before he calmly said to the sales person, “83, 59, 78”.
Upon hearing that, the salesperson was stunned for a few seconds before understanding what he meant. “Alright, I understand.”
He looks handsome and seems rich, and more importantly, he remembers his girlfriend’s measurements. He’s such a good man. The salesperson couldn’t help but praise the man in her heart.
Janet was initially shopping for clothes when she suddenly heard a series of familiar figures from Mason.
A few seconds later, something clicked as she realized what the figures represented. Feeling speechless, she was sulking while glaring at him. How am I supposed to enjoy myself with him after this? He even knows my measurements? Is he a pervert?
Upon noticing her unusual glare, he quietly chuckled. She is… shy again.
After a while, the salesperson took a gown in Janet’s size from their storehouse and handed it to her.
Janet was at a loss for words and she initially intended to reject it, but the man persuaded her otherwise. “Just give it a try. We don’t have to buy it if it doesn’t suit you.”
As she stood rooted on the ground, she pinched the spot between her brows before taking the red gown into the changing room.
As Janet seldom wore dresses, she was in a dilemma—she discovered that she could not pull up the gown’s zipper. It was stuck halfway, landing in a state where she couldn’t wear it or even remove it.
“Miss.” She called for help while in the changing room, hoping that the salesperson could help her.
Unfortunately, after calling for a few times, it was as if everyone outside was dead—not even one person could hear her.
At that moment, the door to the changing room was slowly pushed open from outside.
Thinking that it was one of the female salespersons, she did not try to cover herself and calmly uttered, “Hello, can you please help me to pull the zipper at the back?”
Mason, who had waited outside for a long time, thought that Janet had finally gotten changed, but was instead greeted by a stunning view of her back. As if sculpted by the gods, she had a fair, delicate, yet toned back, leaving him breathless at the sight. In fact, he tried calling out for her a couple of times, but thanks to the soundproofed changing room, he never got a reply. Her luscious back was indeed breath-taking, causing a hint of astonishment to flash across his eyes. She is simply… gorgeous.
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