Chapter 83: Awkward Afternoon
The next day, Chloe woke up to find herself nestled in Donovan's arms. He hadn't gotten out of bed yet.
Chloe's whole body was in pain, and coupled with Donovan rejecting her request to enter the audit department last night, Chloe was angry.
She turned her back to Donovan.
Donovan's phone rang.
"Today? Are you free? She's free too. Okay, let's meet for lunch." Donovan hung up.
"Paisley's filming is finishing up, she's going out of town to do some additional shots, and she invited me to have a meal before she leaves. She also wants you to come." After hanging up the phone, Donovan said to Chloe.
Chloe thought to herself, "Paisley moves quickly."
"Well, honey, put on the shirt I bought for you." Chloe turned her head to look at Donovan and said gently.
Donovan frowned at Chloe and thought to himself, "She knows that this outfit was given by Paisley, who probably intended to embarrass her. Is she clueless?"
"I'm not wearing it," Donovan said firmly as he picked up a nearby shirt.
Chloe knew that once Donovan had made up his mind not to wear it, he would never give her that face. In a hurry, she knelt on the bed and pressed her lips against Donovan's.
This was the first time she had initiated a kiss with Donovan.
The kiss lasted quite a while.
"What are you doing?" Chloe leaned back after the kiss was over, and Donovan furrowed his brows.
But clearly, his tone was not accusatory.
After the kiss, Chloe felt embarrassed and didn't quite dare to look up at Donovan.
She placed a finger beneath her lips as if she had acted rashly just now.
"It's just... I just wanted you to wear the shirt I bought," Chloe said, holding one of the three shirts in her hand.
"What happened is your responsibility!" Donovan felt that not wearing it seemed impossible now. Chloe was particularly stubborn this time, and Donovan wanted to see what she was up to.
"I take responsibility, I take responsibility!" Chloe hurriedly said.
They went to the coffee shop Paisley had booked.
Paisley watched the couple walk over from behind the window, the woman charming and the man composed.
This man was supposed to be hers.
Paisley wished she could strangle Chloe, especially after finding out about her mother's identity.
Chloe and Donovan sat opposite Paisley.
Chloe seemed completely unaware of the impending embarrassment and was all smiles.
Paisley became infuriated by Chloe's attitude.
Then Paisley seemed to recognize the shirt Donovan was wearing. She took a sip of her coffee and said, "Donovan, you look great in that shirt. I can't believe your body hasn't changed at all after all these years. I used to order your size, and now the same size still fits you. Thank you, Miss Chloe, for giving the shirt to Donovan."
This was Paisley's cunning plan, to make Chloe lose face on the spot.
Little did she know, Chloe acted as if she didn't understand anything. "Ms. Torres, what are you saying? I didn't understand!"
Paisley felt extremely smug. Chloe probably still naively thought that she wouldn't reveal anything in front of Donovan.
Paisley could tell that Chloe's "I didn't understand" was just a way for her to save face in an embarrassing situation. Otherwise, it would be too humiliating to give her husband a shirt that was actually a gift from his ex-girlfriend.
"I gave Donovan this shirt, didn't I? I asked you to give it to him, right? I delivered it to your dorm room," said Paisley, stirring her coffee calmly.
"Ms. Torres, you need to provide evidence when you speak. You have never given me a shirt. I bought this shirt for my husband at a high price," Chloe replied, appearing distressed and arguing with a good temper.
Donovan looked down, stirring her coffee. She didn't understand why Chloe was arguing about this. Did she think the Dubai custom-made shirt that she didn't recognize would be unknown to others as well?
"A high price? How much did you spend?" Paisley couldn't help but chuckle.
Donovan couldn't help but laugh at the fact that she married such a foolish woman.
They should have invited a few more reporters to witness this scene today.
Chloe raised two fingers again, "A lot!"
"Twenty thousand dollars?" Paisley looked slightly disdainful. Was twenty thousand a lot?
"Two thousand dollars per shirt. They are quite expensive," Chloe said seriously.
Paisley thought to herself, Could Chloe be an idiot? When has Donovan ever worn anything below five figures?
Donovan coughed softly, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
"Donovan, you know quality. I custom-made this shirt for you from Dubai. It cost eighty-eight thousand dollars. I used to order more than twenty shirts for you every year. Your name is on the label," Paisley said, speaking to Chloe as if playing the piano to a cow, before turning to talk to Donovan.
"What? Label?" Chloe seemed to know nothing, looking confused. "What are you talking about? The label on the shirt I custom-made for my husband clearly says 'D&C,' Donovan loves Chloe. Isn't that right, honey?"
Chloe turned her head to ask Donovan.
"What?" Paisley was surprised. "I saw..."
"Who do you think my husband is? Can just anyone take a look? Why do you, as an outsider, have the right to look? But, I can take a picture for you." After saying that, Chloe stood up, opened Donovan's collar with her phone, and took a picture of the label. After taking the picture, she straightened Donovan's shirt for her.
Donovan finally realized that Chloe was seeking revenge. Chloe wasn't as foolish as Paisley thought; she was very clever.
He had already experienced her cleverness more than once.
This morning, she even used her "beauty plan" to make him wear this shirt.
Although it was very pleasant this morning, he realized that it was just one part of Chloe's plan, and he felt like he was being used.
D&C? Interesting.
He hadn't really paid attention to this label, but now, he suddenly wanted to take a look.
"Look," Chloe handed her phone to Paisley, "You lied and said you gave the shirt to me. Do you think I'm stupid enough to give my husband a shirt that another woman bought?"
Paisley was speechless and carefully examined the fabric of Donovan's clothes, only to realize that they were not custom-made from Dubai at all.
Chloe had deceived Paisley, and she fell into Chloe's trap, causing her to lose face in front of Donovan.
"I have to catch a flight, so I'll leave now," Paisley said, picking up her bag and leaving.
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