Chapter 335 Unsure How to Start
Seeing his serious expression, Evelyn didn't know how to begin the conversation. She couldn't just say, "I think there might be something wrong with you, you should see a doctor." Although she had said that before, at that time she wasn't afraid of offending Dermot or making him unhappy. But now... she hesitated, trying to organize her thoughts.
"Evey, just say whatever you want to say. I won't get angry," Dermot said directly, sensing her hesitation.
With him saying that, Evelyn decided to stop struggling. "Did you choose the style of this house yourself?" she asked the man in front of her, surveying her surroundings.
Dermot, upon hearing her question, got up and walked to the window, looking at the street below. "Hmm, I used to really like this style. It made me feel comfortable," he replied.
Evelyn furrowed her brows. Before she could ask any further, Dermot continued, "Are you worried about me?"
Evelyn nodded. "Yes, don't you think this kind of decoration style is too oppressive and unsuitable for living?"
Last night, as soon as she entered the house, she felt uncomfortable all over, as if she was in hell, unable to see any hint of brightness. It could easily make a person feel desperate, and over time, even someone who was mentally stable could develop issues.
"I thought it was fine before, and I liked it, but now..." Dermot's gaze shifted to Evelyn. "After spending time with you, I suddenly realized that I started to like the warmer style on your side."
He used to despise that kind of decoration, as it couldn't give him any sense of warmth; instead, it made him irritable.
"Really?" Evelyn was pleasantly surprised. "Then let's redecorate this side as well. I know a great designer who will surely satisfy you."
Instead of answering, Dermot walked up to her, smiling and bending down. "Why don't you design it for me?"
"Me? But I'm not very good at this," Evelyn waved her hand, admitting that she never learned interior design.
But for Dermot, he didn't care about the quality of the design. What mattered to him was that Evelyn personally designed it.
"It's okay, I trust you," he smiled at Evelyn. With his already handsome and compelling face, his smile made it even harder for Evelyn to refuse.
After discussing this matter, Evelyn didn't rush for Dermot to see a psychologist. Everything had to be taken step by step. First, they would finish the renovation here, and then they could consider seeing a psychologist.
Her plan was perfect. At this moment, Dermot had no idea what Evelyn was thinking. He just felt good about being cared for.
Leaving Dermot's house, the two of them walked out of the community together. They didn't rush to their respective business but had breakfast together. Dermot only took Evelyn to the hospital before he went to work at the company.
Although Evelyn had said multiple times that Dermot didn't need to go out of his way to accompany her, as their destinations were completely different, Dermot insisted, and she couldn't do anything about it.
At the breakfast shop, Evelyn sipped her porridge.
He listened to the man across from him and asked, "Is your clothing brand about to officially launch soon?" Dermot usually didn't care about these things, but because it was Evelyn, he asked a few more questions.
Evelyn nodded, "Yes, we are already in the promotional phase, and the store has already been decorated. We will be opening officially very soon."
"Well, don't forget to invite me to the opening. After all, I am a shareholder," he said, not that he cared much about the small amount of shares he held.
"Don't worry, I will definitely invite you," Evelyn smiled. If Dermot attended, it would be a publicity boost for Evelyna Fashion.
After all, in the entire Moris City, there weren't many people who could invite Dermot as the guest of honor for their opening. From the beginning, Evelyna Fashion had a significant advantage over others.
"If someone asks me about our relationship, what would you say?" Dermot suddenly asked.
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