Hiram widened his eyes in surprise when Rachel turned around.
Rachel looked average in her daily clothes, but when dressed up, she looked so gorgeous.
She wore a sleeveless, long, red dress. Her delicate and fair skin was exposed. Her long legs could be seen indistinctly through her dress that made her impeccably sexy. Anyone was surely fascinated and charmed by her.
Rachel looked at herself in the mirror and thought she looked better than she expected. Then she smiled delightfully.
Her smile was as beautiful as a flower. It made her look enchanting.
"Mister, your girlfriend is so beautiful! She is absolutely pretty even when she just wears those simple clothes. But she looks so much better in her dress now." The sales clerk exclaimed.
Hiram quickly turned to Rachel and said,"Go and try another one."
Rachel pouted, but thinking that Hiram could help her pay all those dresses, she continued and didn't mind trying it on.
"Mister, should I wrap this one?" The sales clerk cautiously asked Hiram.
After a few seconds of silence, Hiram took a credit card from his wallet and gave it to the sales clerk.
Rachel put on another dress and went out of the fitting room. The dress she wore was totally different from the previous one. She initially thought it wouldn't be suited for a modest woman. Yet, after she put it on, she felt she looked good in it.
Hiram frowned after she saw Rachel walk out of the fitting room. The black, short skirt and the low-cut top were too sexy. Hiram had thought that Rachel would look funny if she wore this.
However, since she had a beautiful face, it seemed that all kinds of dresses would look good on her.
Rachel rolled her eyes and pouted her lips as she looked at Hiram. She would let Hiram check how she looked with the dress. After all, Hiram would decide whether they would get the dress or not.
When Hiram looked at her, he was mesmerized by her charming eyes. He took a deep breath and immediately looked away.
"I will pay now!"
The sales clerk walked towards him and cheerfully asked,"Okay, mister. You will get both of them, right?"
While Hiram was paying the bills, Rachel checked the dresses once more and explained,"Wait a minute! Hiram, we should think about these dresses again. I think these dresses don't suit me well!"
While she was speaking, the sales clerk already swiped the credit card and she didn't give her the chance to think about it again. Hiram immediately signed the receipt and strode out of the shop.
Rachel took a deep breath and went back to the fitting room to change into her own clothes. Then she quickly went out of the shop, carrying the two, well-wrapped dresses.
"Don't be in a hurry. I don't think I look good with these dresses. I might not even find an occasion where I could wear them. We better return them to the shop." Rachel continued persuading him inside the car.
"Just keep them. My friend will be celebrating her birthday soon. I could give those dresses to her as a gift." Hiram said tactlessly without considering Rachel's feeling.
Rachel kept quiet. She was very angry and disappointed.
She glanced at the dresses once more, and slowly put them on the back seat.
The thought of another woman wearing those dresses made her unhappy. 'Those dresses are supposedly mine, ' she thought.
They came back to the villa after a while.
It took her some time to put all the stuff away. Then she glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was six o'clock.
The bag that contained the dresses was on her bed. She picked it up, walked towards Hiram's bedroom and knocked on the door.
She remembered that he wanted to give the dresses to his friend.
After waiting for a while, Hiram finally opened the door. He wore a light blue, striped shirt. He was still choosing what tie to wear.
"I come here to give you the dresses. Here you are." Rachel handed the bag to him while saying those words. She also saw many ties and several shirts placed on his bed.
"You come here at the right time. Help me choose a tie." Hiram walked into his bedroom. He ignored the bag that she held.
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