However, Andrew seemed to agree with every word, purchasing each dress I modeled without a second thought.
After I had tried on more than ten dresses, concern for Andrews finances began to weigh on me. With a hint of fatigue, I remarked, Im feeling a bit worn out. Surely these dresses are sufficient, right?
Andrew concurred, stating it was enough. Yet, he proceeded to select another ten dresses based on my earlier preferences, insisting they were the same size as the ones I had tried and thus, did not require me to try them on again.
Despite my exhaustion from the mornings marathon of fittings, I was relieved we had finalized the dresses for meeting the guests. Later, with the stylists assistance, I chose some jewelry.
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Once the shop assistant had departed, I gazed at the collection of dresses and jewelry and couldnt help but lament, ALL of this is so costly, and Ill likely never wear them again. Isnt that just too extravagant?
Andrew laughed in response. Your thriftiness is endearing. Anyone lucky enough to marry you will be truly fortunate.
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I felt a twinge of embarrassment at Andrews words, so I instinctively avoided his intense gaze.
Andrew seemed to sense my discomfort. He reassured me gently, Dont worry about the cost of these luxury items. Theyre essential for social engagements, regardless of who my fiancee is. Besides, managing these matters will actually be a favor to me. I should be thanking you.
Andrews words alleviated the weight on my heart.
However, Andrew continued, Im happy to spend money on you. As my nominal fiancee, you should feel free to buy whatever you like. You dont need to save for me. I have a good income and worry more about finding ways to spend it.
I quickly shook my head, stating earnestly, No, I dont care for these luxuries. I dont need them. And I cant accept money from other men, especially with Calebs potential reaction in mind. His jealousy would be unbearable.
At the mention of Calebs name, Andrews expression darkened noticeably.
My heart skipped a beat. Before I could amend my words, a bodyguard burst in, saying, Sir, theres a thief in the manor. For safety, its best if you both remain inside for now.
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What audacious thief dares to break into my manor? Do they think Im dead?
Andrews voice was icy, an aura of danger palpable around him. His surrounding bodyguards all bowed their heads.
Stepping forward a few paces, he paused to fix me with a serious gaze. Stay here. Dont venture out, understood?
I nodded hastily.
Andrews concern prompted him to summon over ten bodyguards to ensure my safety.
Once assured of my security, he departed, questioning the whereabouts of the thief.
I frowned as I watched Andrew and his entourage leave.
Sensing my worry, the nearby bodyguard hastened to reassure me, Madam, please dont fret. Mr. Pierce is exceedingly capable. Dealing with a few thieves will be childs play for him. Rest assured, everything will be fine.
I replied, But Andrew is still recovering from his injury. He should be resting.
In truth, my concern was for Caleb.