Married To My Ex's Brother, Reborn Miraculously

Audrey had left after receiving a phone call.

Anne shifted on her feet, eager to leave, but Augustine was insistent. As they strolled through the elegant displays, Anne took in the dazzling array of gowns—each a masterpiece. However, her appreciation was clouded by a sense of unease. She knew these dresses came with exorbitant price tags, far beyond what she was comfortable spending.

Then, amidst the glimmering collection, a silver gown caught her eye. It was breathtaking—elegant, adorned with intricate beadwork that shimmered like stardust under the lights. She couldn’t help but to reach out, her fingers brushing over the delicate fabric. But the moment she glanced at the price tag, she flinched and pulled her hand back.

The sheer amount written on the tag made her stomach twist.

Augustine noticed every reaction. He took a step closer. "Do you like this dress?"

Anne shook her head almost immediately. "No... it’s too expensive. And besides, where would I even wear it?"

Augustine could see how her eyes had lingered, how she had traced the fabric with silent admiration. But she had suppressed her desire because of the price.

That only strengthened his resolve. He would buy it for her.

Anne, desperate to shift the conversation, cleared her throat. "Let’s go and make the payment for the shirt and the tie," she suggested quickly.

"Don’t worry about the payment. It must be done already."

The third salesgirl, who had been silently standing in the corner, stepped forward. She held out a sleek carrying bag along with the black card, her hands trembling slightly. Her head remained bowed as she spoke.