However, when he stood in front of YJ.Studio holding the cake box, he saw a scene that made him stop short.
Inside, Addison was smiling brightly, standing in front of another man.
That smile was not meant for him.
"Troy, this dress is one of the most feminine designs in our store. I believe your daughter will like it very much."
"Haha, thank you, shop owner. I trust your taste. Please wrap it up for me."
Troy pointed at a grayish-yellow dress.
"Miss, please wrap this gray one as well."
Addison raised her brows slightly and smiled faintly.
"Of course."
She vaguely remembered that this customer had recently gone through a divorce, but she wasn't curious. To her, customers were gods. Whether they had a new partner or not was irrelevant.
After the payment, Troy suddenly said,
"This gray-yellow dress. I'd like to give it to you. No one would look better in it than you."
Addison froze.
