Chapter 92
The staff was quite professional; they quickly switched to work mode after a brief flash of surprise in their eyes.
One of them took my measurements and then selected a few outfits that would suit me best.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I saw a gaunt figure with a pale face.
Even wearing the most expensive clothes, I looked thin and couldn't fill out the garments. It all felt rather ridiculous.
The staff kept complimenting me as if their clothes had turned me into the most handsome man in the world.
I didn't say anything but silently tried on several outfits for Abigail until she was satisfied.
The way Abigail looked at me was just like when she'd first met me.
Her expression was polite, distant, and even had a hint of detachment.
"Let's go with these three pieces. Wrap them all up."
Abigail pointed at the clothes I had tried on and then said to me coldly, "Take the clothes and follow me."
I carried the bags as I followed Abigail into a styling salon.
She instructed them t
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