Chapter 317 An Unexpected Surprise
"Scared?" Alexander finally asked.
Of course!
Facing a man like Alexander, who could be smiling one minute and throwing someone into a crematorium the next, it would be strange if she wasn't scared!
But Elizabeth was also very defiant!
She suppressed her immense fear of him and argued calmly, "How am I supposed to guess what you're thinking when you're so unpredictable? You used the Windsor Group's official Twitter to announce that I'm your wife. Don't I deserve the rights of a wife?"
"Working in a more comfortable environment for a few days has really sharpened your eloquence," Alexander said without looking at Elizabeth, his face expressionless.
Elizabeth remained silent.
She bit her lip, not knowing how to respond.
She watched helplessly as Gavin's car changed lanes, feeling extremely anxious.
Wherever Alexander was taking her, and whatever fate awaited her, she would accept it, even if it was a path of fire and brimstone.
But what about Alice?
Would she not even get to see Alice one last time?
Alexander, this unpredictable man!
Thinking of this, Elizabeth immediately grabbed Alexander's arm. "Let me see Alice one last time, just one last time, okay?"
Alexander remained silent, saying nothing, with the veins on his forehead bulging, which meant he was very angry.
But Gavin, who was driving in front, was trying hard not to laugh, and his face clearly showed amusement.
"Gavin," Alexander called in an calm tone.
Gavin immediately responded in a resigned tone, "Mr. Windsor, you can do whatever you want to me, but let me get you to your destination first, then you can deal with me, okay?"
Elizabeth remained silent, suddenly feeling like she was talking to thin air.
She looked at Alexander with a face full of despair.
For a moment, she wanted to curse Alexander out, like a shrew, saying whatever would make her feel better.
But honestly, Elizabeth wasn't good at cursing.
She had never cursed anyone in her life.
Since she couldn't curse, she might as well bite his arm off.
Just as Elizabeth was about to lean over and bite Alexander, the car stopped.
"Mrs. Windsor, we're here," Gavin said.
"What?" Elizabeth asked.
At that moment, her hand was still gripping Alexander's arm.
Gavin gave Elizabeth a smile, then got out of the car and opened the door on Alexander's side.
Before she could get out, Elizabeth saw two beautiful female sales associates smiling at them.
"Mr. Windsor, Mrs. Windsor, welcome. Mrs. Windsor's clothes and dressing room are ready. She can try them on directly," one of the sales associates said with a smile.
Elizabeth remained silent.
At this moment, describing her embarrassment as being stunned would be an understatement.
Alexander had already gotten out of the car. He straightened his suit and then turned around, extending a hand to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth awkwardly and mechanically placed her slender hand in Alexander's.
He helped her out of the car.
Behind them, the two female sales associates looked at them warmly. One of them complimented, "Mr. Windsor and Mrs. Windsor are such a perfect couple."
Elizabeth blushed.
Alexander pretended not to see, holding her hand as they walked through a quiet corridor.
It was only then that Elizabeth saw they were at a high-end dress shop with the name "Chanel" written above.
Chanel was a very historic luxury brand.
And it was an old brand in Sunwillow City.
When Elizabeth had just started college and was still living at The Guise Villa, the Guise Family had mentioned it during Clara's eighteenth birthday.
Lila had said, "We don't have the assets and status to reach that level yet. Otherwise, for Clara's eighteenth birthday, we could have ordered a dress from Chanel for her, and Clara might have been able to find a wealthy boyfriend."
At that time, Elizabeth knew that Chanel was a symbol of high society in Sunwillow City.
Now, being led by him through the corridor to the main hall, she saw the luxurious dresses, each with its own story, each stitch crafted by dedicated designers.
Elizabeth was stunned.
Alexander pulled her, but she didn't move.
"What?" Alexander asked, expressionless.
Elizabeth bit her lip. "You didn't go to pick up Alice, just bringing me here to try on clothes?"
"What did you think?" Alexander replied irritably.
Elizabeth pouted, feeling a bit guilty. "We could have brought Alice along."
"You're in your twenties; missing one meal won't kill you. But Alice is different. She needs to eat regularly."
Elizabeth remained silent.
After a few seconds, she said, "We could have eaten first and then come here."
"That would mess up your measurements," Alexander replied.
Remaining silent, Elizabeth had heard that Chanel was very strict about measurements, and today she learned it firsthand.
Elizabeth touched her nose. "I'm sorry."
She had misunderstood him, thinking he was going to dismember her.
Alexander said nothing.
He didn't even look at Elizabeth, just continued walking.
After a few steps, he felt something was off. He stopped, extending his broad hand backward, and Elizabeth quickly placed her hand in his palm.
Like a child who had done something wrong, she let him lead her forward.
The two sales associates had already reached the store's main hall. Looking back at Alexander and Elizabeth, they and a few senior designers couldn't help but smile.
Everyone's face showed envy for Elizabeth.
As Alexander led Elizabeth into the store, they all said in unison, "Welcome, Mr. Windsor, Mrs. Windsor."
Alexander's expression didn't change.
Elizabeth couldn't help but bow slightly in embarrassment.
"Mrs. Windsor is so cute," someone whispered.
One of the designers approached. "Mrs. Windsor, please have a seat here. I'll pick out some shoes for you and then choose styles based on your skin tone, temperament, and height."
"Okay," Elizabeth said, still feeling awkward. She glanced at Alexander, who said, "These people are here to serve you. If you let them serve you, they'll be happy."
Elizabeth followed one of the designers to the VIP room and sat down. The designer began selecting shoes, dresses, and accessories like headpieces and brooches for her.
Actually, Elizabeth's height, figure, and skin tone were very versatile. She looked good in anything, making the designer's job easy.
Ten minutes later, the designer brought her out to Alexander.
"Do I look good?" Elizabeth asked shyly.
Alexander was stunned.
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