“Let’s go for a walk in the garden, my love,” Tristan said as he changed into light clothes, shedding his work attire.
“Okay,” I replied, standing up quickly. I wasn’t in the mood, but how could I say no to him?
“You can’t go out like that. You’ll get hot,” he added casually. “Wear something lighter.”
“Alright, I’ll change,” I muttered and walked into the dressing room.
As I stepped back out, he grinned. “You look amazing, mate. I’m so glad the clothes fit. I was nervous when I asked the beta to get them… I thought you might hate them.”
His tone was sweet, unusually soft. It caught me off guard. I hadn’t asked for those clothes. Whether they fit or not wasn’t my concern.
I stared at him silently, expressionless.
“Aren’t you going to compliment me?” he asked, his smile fading.
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