" You said you are the best athlete in your school. But I think you are a weak-kneed girl!"
Although his facial muscles don't move as he keeps a forever poker face, I can feel the mockery in his words.
" You just need a suit but wasting three hours, just changing stores? On top of that, every collection you are looking at is for females! Are you sure you want to buy clothes for yourself or you have gotten a mistress in secret?"
I said frustratedly. This is the Fourth store where we are standing. And I am the one who is being used as a model for his choosing women's clothes. That's weird. He won't buy clothes for Mom, that I am pretty sure.
" You know what?" He turns and throws another dress on me
" You talk like a brat who became mature before she should be. Now go and try this!"
