Cemil’s POV
“Lemon, let’s go.” Zach shouted and I sighed in frustration.
Thankfully I found my bracelet before Zach shouted once again and I exited the bedroom.
“Wow.”
I looked up from my wrist where I was tying the bracelet and frown at Zach who was carrying our daughter in her car seat and he was staring at me weirdly. I looked at myself before understanding the situation. Zach hadn’t known my discovery of the female’s cloth section. I was dressed in a skin tight purple dress that hugged my hips and slim body well. Despite losing weight, my body looked almost the same and I was hoping the mirror wasn’t deceiving me.
‘What?’ I signed now self-conscience of my appearance.
“You look ………………”
‘What, Zach?’ Now I was annoyed. What wasn’t he saying?
“Baby, Le
