But the last time he was in this place, that fleeting glimpse of Raina's profile convinced him that this woman could help him see Raina again!
So, he brought the most precious dress he had.
Listening to Yancy Shaw's words, Summer Shawcross gently nodded, feeling somewhat moved in her heart.
"And what you're wearing..." She looked up, glancing at the tuxedo Yancy Shaw was wearing.
"This is also the suit I wore on our wedding day." As he said this, Yancy Shaw lowered his head, cherishingly smoothing the collar of the tuxedo jacket.
"She made it for me with her own hands."
Hearing this, Summer was startled, closely examining the clothes he was wearing.
Even though at least six years had passed, the tuxedo suit he wore was preserved as if it was newly made, without any damage whatsoever.
He must have cherished it deeply to preserve even a piece of clothing so carefully.
