Chapter 30 Does It Matter if I Mind

Damian stood by the car, occasionally glancing at his watch. He had been waiting for quite a while. Just as he was about to call Whitney again, he saw her step out of the elevator. The white dress fit her perfectly, accentuating her graceful curves, slender waist, and long neck. Her delicate features with dark brows and limpid eyes stood out softly against her fair complexion. She had swept her hair back into a simple bun that was secured with a white hairpin. A few loose strands framed her face. For a moment, Damian was stunned by her beauty. He had seen her in her professional work attire, admired her poise in evening gowns, and was familiar with her casual look at home. But this was the first time he'd seen her in a gown like this. She looked incredibly beautiful. Damian quickly regained his composure, smiling as he complimented her, "You look stunning in this gown. But why didn't you wear the gown I sent over?" Whitney explained, "I accidentally spilled juice on it just befor