"Have you forgotten? We’re attending the birthday party of the richest family in this country tonight?"
The light in his eyes dimmed further, leaving only a dull frustration. That was precisely the expression I had grown all too accustomed to recently.
I said nothing. The assistant standing by the door handed me a dark green velvet evening dress. I accepted it and walked into the room to change.
When I stepped back out, Simon’s gaze lingered on me for longer than expected.
Admiration flickered briefly in his eyes and it had been years since I had seen him look at me like that.
Since Simon started his business, I had never applied any makeup. Also, my wardrobe had been reduced to shirts and plain sportswear.
It had been over ten years since I last wore anything so luxurious.
"This velvet evening dress suits my beautiful wife perfectly. You look just like a wealthy lady straight out of a novel."
The assistant then chimed in, praising me.
"Of course, that’s all thanks to your impeccable taste, Mr. Pierce. Whether it’s business or the women, you always choose the very best."
"But, if Mrs. Pierce gained just a little weight, it would be perfect. The waist of this dress seems a little loose," the assistant continued.
It was only then that I noticed that this evening dress, which was supposed to hug my figure perfectly, now hung loosely around me. The waistline was now two sizes too big. I guessed it was due to the weight had lost because of the cancer.
Upon hearing this, Simon’s gaze fell on my waist.
The relaxed ease in his expression vanished as he frowned slightly, "What’s wrong with this store? I’ll have them send someone over immediately to fix it."
Without wasting a second, he reached for his phone and was about to make a call, but I stopped him.
"I’ve been losing weight lately and they probably didn’t have time to keep up with my size."
"The birthday party is more important. We shouldn’t waste time on something so trivial."
At my words, a flicker of anxiety flashed across his features.
"You’re in your early thirties, Lily. Why are you trying to imitate those young girls, starving yourself just to lose weight? If bad things happen to your body, do you think I won’t worry myself to death?"
"I got it. You’re saying this because you don’t want to cause trouble for the store, right?"
"That’s just like you… always so considerate."