Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 335

Chapter 335: 335-A Hooker And Her Pimp

Helanie:

"I like this one," I said, touching a pink gown and smiling at Emmet. He looked so fresh wearing all black. The girls around wouldn’t stop eyeing him all the time. They looked at him as if he was some kind of meal.

Of course, it was exhausting since he was my mate, and I knew I wouldn’t ever be with him, and one of these girls would hold hands with him in the future.

"I think it will look great on you," Emmet signaled to the helper nearby, and in the next few minutes, I had made up my mind to buy this dress.

However, I didn’t have enough credit for it. It was really expensive, and my budget was low.

"From me," Emmet gently touched my bag to lower it after he noticed I had been struggling to tell him that I didn’t want such an expensive gown.

"But I don’t want you to pay for anything. Every time you do it for me, I feel a brick of burden added to my back," I wasn’t exaggerating one bit. It was indeed true.

His help meant a lot, but that didn’t mean I could keep asking for more and more.

"You know I will still buy it, right?" Emmet gave a smooth stroke to the strands of hair that kept messing around his forehead and extended his arm out to the cashier with his card in his hand.

I looked around awkwardly, noticing the girls elbowing each other while staring at Emmet. They kept giggling and seductively pushing their chests out or pulling their dresses down for a good view. And not going to lie, they were gorgeous. They had amazing bodies. How is it possible to walk out of the house, and everyone you see looks like a social media model?

"And show us some beautiful glass slippers too." My heart flipped in my chest when Emmet asked for the glass slippers. A little laugh had just escaped my lips when I caught him looking at me. I didn’t care about the others, but Emmet’s eyes on me made me shyly explain to him.

"When I was little, I was obsessed with glass slippers. I would always imagine going to my 18th birthday ball wearing glass slippers," I overshared, but since he listened very attentively, steadily blinking his eyes, I kept talking.

"And, did you go to the ball wearing glass slippers?" he asked, tilting his head.

"No! I was a rogue—," I hid my ugly truth with a less painful lie. Being a rogue would have been wonderful compared to being in that situation.

"Hmm," Emmet lowered his head and then signaled for me to try on the slippers. They were beautiful. The minute I slipped them onto my feet, I smiled and nodded my head to buy these ones.

"You really look like Cinderella," he commented so softly that I forgot to thank him. But the stain from blushing too hard was still visible on my face.

"But don’t ever wait for a prince to come to your rescue," he commented, holding all the bags himself and not letting me carry anything. He also got himself a suit. Our shopping was done, and going with him was amazing. He was so mature and caring about little details that I never got bored of his company.

I had nowhere to be. But Maximus had been blowing up my phone—to the point that I had put my phone on silent. _{free𝑤ebnovel.com}