"How common is it for a man to wear a watch? I just like wearing bracelets!"
As he finished speaking, he snatched the bracelet from Isabella Harrison's hand and put it on his own wrist.
Then he waved it in front of Isabella Harrison, "You have to admit, the size is just right."
Isabella Harrison couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, "Looks like I bought it a bit big a few years ago."
Michael Lees shook his head, hugged her, and affectionately rubbed her forehead, "Not big, I haven't grown since then."
His voice carried an obvious tone of flattery, and Isabella could not help but reveal a faint smile.
Looking at the bracelet on his wrist, he was someone who had been brought up in luxury, with fair skin, delicate bones, and long, beautiful fingers with distinct joints.
The platinum bracelet sparkled with a subtle glow under the light, hanging casually and naturally on his wrist.
Just as she had thought at the beginning, it looked beautiful.
