"Didn't you say you wanted to buy me clothes?"
Eve Sherman snapped back to reality, looking at him in confusion.
"I don't want you to feel bad while accompanying me here. I'll take you back, and later I'll have them send the clothes to your home for you to choose from."
Eve awkwardly pressed her lips together, "I'm really not in a bad mood, just a bit tired."
"Then I'll take you back to rest."
Stellan Sutton unceremoniously took her wrist and led her to the car.
Eve lacked the energy to argue with him, so she obediently got in the car and sat in the passenger seat, staring blankly.
Stellan adjusted her seat back slightly, then started the car and prepared to head back.
On the way, Eve slightly tilted her head, staring intently at his well-defined hands.
He's amazing, even every finger looks so good, as if he's from a different dimension than me.
"Stellan Sutton."
Eve abruptly called out.
"What's up?"
Stellan responded immediately.
