Chapter 1980: Chapter 1990: How Do You Prove Clothes Look Good?
She thought, having spent over 1,500, if she bought a piece of clothing that didnât have any style at all, how could it reflect its worth?
So she picked what she thought was the best-looking lightning sweatshirt.
Baron Lawrence disdainfully pinched the clothes with two fingers, wishing he could throw the rag in front of him directly into the trash can.
But now they couldnât possibly go buy something else; going again, and waiting for it to come back, would waste another few tens of minutes. He didnât want to stay alone in the hotel room with Enna Clark any longer, otherwise, he was afraid she wouldnât be able to go home tonight.
Even though he deeply resented the outfit the assistant chose, he reluctantly put it on.
He had just finished changing when Enna Clark came out of the shower, finished washing her hair too.
She opened the bathroom door and saw the man standing in front of the mirror, she hesitated for a moment before remembering she had the assistant buy the clothes.
So she carefully looked at the clothes on the person in front of her.
Hmm... how to say... compared to those cartoon couple t-shirts, sweatshirts really do make one look young.
And theyâre cool enough.
When Bobby grows up, he will definitely like clothes like sweatshirts, which suit his temperament.
As for Baron Lawrence wearing it.
How to say, you couldnât quite say it didnât look good.
Itâs just that the black sweater and such feel more suited to him.
This kind of unique sweatshirt on him would make him seem a bit childish, unable to hold down his aura. Particularly it couldnât suppress the now blacker-than-pot-bottoms expression on his face.
However, seeing him dressed so differently for a change, Enna Clark still felt it was refreshing and said with a suppressed laugh, "Did the assistant deliver the clothes? When did she bring them? Where is she?"
"Gone!"
The tone, evidently showing how unsatisfied he was with the clothes.
Enna Clark coughed, suppressing a laugh but still deciding to help the female assistant by saying, "This outfit really does look good on you."
The man, who had been frowning, dissatisfied with the effect of the outfit, suddenly looked at her, his hawk-like eyes full of doubt.
Feeling stuck, Enna Clark could only continue, "Really, it feels different from your usual look. Occasionally seeing you dressed so young, itâs quite different. The way you are now, if you walk outside the college town, someone might think youâre actually from the School."
She wasnât wrong when she said it, apart from the fact that Baron Lawrence had such a strong aura.
In terms of looks, if he went to the University, some girl might actually think he was a senior from a high year, a rare domineering most handsome student in school. And it was also her first time seeing him in a sweatshirt, looking very young.
When she said this, she didnât even notice she looked more like a college student.
Especially just after showering and washing her hair, with the light makeup on her face washed away, her fresh face really didnât differ much from a college student. Fair and tender, itâs hard to tell sheâs already a mother of two kids.
But she was young when she gave birth to Bobby, and sheâs not old now. Plus, with her skin being so white and delicate, itâs normal that you canât see her true age.
She didnât notice, but Baron Lawrence did.
The reflection of her youthful and invincible appearance in his hawk-like eyes suddenly improved his mood, "How do you prove it?"
"Ah? What?" Enna Clark was caught off guard by the question.
"How do you prove that you really think this outfit looks good on me? You said so much, you should prove it so people can believe you, right?"
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