The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 2179

Chapter 2179 Cameron crossed her arms in front of her chest and turned her face sideways. “I‘ll buy you. another shirt.”

Waylon squinted and replied, “I‘m sure you know that all of my clothes are bespoke suits, right, Ms. Southern?”

Cameron was stunned and looked at him in shock. “Are you saying that I need to go to Stoslo to look for the shop?”

“Didn‘t you say you wanted to buy me a new one?” Waylon lifted his eyebrows. “Since you‘re going to buy me new clothes, you have to show some sincerity, don‘t you think so?”

She took a deep breath, gnashed her teeth, and replied, “Fine! I shouldn‘t have promised you anything!”

Cameron turned around and stormed back to her room. Waylon looked at her and asked, “Are you not going to buy me a new shirt anymore?” “I don‘t have money!” she replied without turning her head back.

Even though Cameron acted shamelessly, Waylon did not get angry at her. After all, it was just a shirt, and he did not feel the need to make a big scene out of it.

The next day...

Cameron did not see Waylon or Sunny when she went downstairs to get her breakfast. She asked the butler, and he told her that Sunny had already gone out since morning. As for Waylon, he probably hadn‘t woken up yet. She squinted and did not say anything.

Cameron felt bad since she was the one who had accidentally ruined his clothes. Since she was going to receive a cheque from him, she felt that she should be able to afford to order a bespoke suit for him

After she finished her breakfast, she came to Waylon‘s room with a tape ruler. She knocked on the door, but Waylon did not reply. She twisted the door knob and went into the room. The curtain remained closed, and the room was dark. The man lying on the bed was still sleeping. He was lying in a supine position. His silky pajama was slightly open, and his chest rose and fell gently with every breath he took

Cameron tiptoed toward the bed. It was not that she had never seen a man sleeping before. When she went to sea and slept under the same roof with those men, their sleeping postures were simply ridiculous. All of them slept with their limbs spread. They would sleep at any place they wanted, and this was the first time she saw someone sleep like Waylon.

He lay flat on his back with a perfect sleeping posture. There was not a single crease on the duvet above him, and he looked as if he had never turned his body over. Cameron leaned forward and called out to him, “Wayne?” He did not reply. Cameron took out the tape ruler and placed it on his shoulder.“9.84 inches? Not bad.”

44.8 inches.‘