49. Feeling His Affection,

*Ella*

My silver dress is almost the same as the dress displayed on the mannequin. But that dress is for a slim woman's body, whose is it? I don't feel like twinning with anyone. I choose the materials and quality. I always want to look different for special events every year even though my husband never participates.

"Whose dress is this?" I asked the designer of this place. She smiled and said quietly, "Sarah, she asked for it to be made with materials like yours."

I groaned harshly, and took a deep breath, why does she want what I like? It's not enough that she gets long nights with my husband. And enjoy all the facilities.

"I want to change to another color—"

"What about Mr. Louis, he's a person who finds it difficult to agree on the color he likes."

"I'll call him, just a moment." I didn't know if he also asked to make clothes that were the same color as me. I'm used to being without my husband and never knowing if he wants to wear a couple of clothes.

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