Chapter 12
“What?”
“I’ll need it tomorrow.
”
Hendrix was too shocked to react.
His boss had so many luxury clothes to choose from, so why would he choose to wear this cheap jacket?
Hendrix shook his head at a loss.
His boss must be crazy!
That evening, Lindsey texted him to confirm the time of their appointment the following day.
After she hit send, she tucked herself in bed and went to sleep.
At three o’clock sharp the next day, she arrived at the appointed malt.
This was one of the city’s five-star shopping malls, housing a collection of renowned international designer brands.
“Good afternoon, Mr.
Walsh.
” Lindsey waved at Domenic, who was waiting at the main entrance.
His hands were in his pockets, and he was wearing the same jacket he wore yesterday.
She trotted over with a smile, asking, “Have you been waiting for a long time? Honestly, you don’t have to come so early.
I’m always punctual, so you just need to come on time.
”
Domenic gave Lindsey a quick once-over.
She was wearing a casual T-shirt and light-colored jeans.
Her hair was tied in a neat ponytail, which made her look so youthful and pretty.
“I’m not used to having people wait for me.
” With that, he turned around and walked into the mall.
Lindsey shrugged and followed him in.
After visiting several men’s clothes stores, Lindsey couldn’t help but sigh.
This man was so handsome that he looked good no matter what he wore.
Whenever he tried on the suits she chose for him, he’d attract the attention of all the women in the store, who would gawk at him unscrupulously.
Of course, they’d also looked at Lindsey, their gazes burning with jealousy.
“Mr.
Walsh, I think this is the one.
What do you think?”
Lindsey stood in front of Domenic and helped him with his tie.
She looked at the suit she had chosen for him with satisfaction.
When she raised her head, she met Domenic’s intent gaze.
Realizing that the two were standing very close to each other, Lindsey blushed furiously and took a few steps back in a hurry.
Her reaction made Domenic smile faintly.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
Feeling particularly playful, he started to approach her.
Lindsey wanted to retreat, but as soon as she backed away, she bumped into a wall behind her.
Domenic then bent over, planting his palm on the wall beside her ear.
Lindsey’s heart banged against her chest.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she looked at him warily and started to ask, “What… What are you doing?”
Seeing the nervous look on her face, Domenic chuckled and gestured at the wall behind her.
“If you don’t get out of the way, how will I know how I look?”
Only then did Lindsey realize that she had blocked the mirror!
Her face instantly turned as red as a tomato.
She hurriedly stepped aside.
It wasn’t until she had put one meter between them that she relaxed a little.
“Miss Stewart, do you usually help men with their ties?” Domenic posed this casual question with his head lowered, seemingly busy fixing his cuffs.