Chapter 143 At The Second Floor

Despite Joanna's nudge he still went ahead to speak his mind. "The clothes were just fine, there is nos need to be picky…,"

"Maybe you found them ok but not to me," Amos replied looking at her face.

"Those clothes have been selected and rejected by them," Amos said, tilting his head and looking in the direction of the women sneaking glances at them.

"My woman is not a dumpster, she deserves nothing but the absolute best. Nothing lesser than the best is befitting for her," Amos left Joanna speechless with his amazing words.

As far as she can recall none has spoken so highly of her before.

In fact, her family thinks she is worse than a dumpster and that is why even clothes, shoes and handbags discarded by Laura were not usually given to her.

Listening to him speak so highly of her in front of so many people made her feel the warmth she hasn't felt before.

[He sure has a way of making me feel loved and valuable. He is one of a kind]

Joanna smiled as she stared at him. At that moment she found him more dashing than ever.

She shifted her eyes from his face when he turned to look at her.

"If they have nothing better to offer then I don't mind taking you to as many boutiques as there are until we meet the one that suits our taste," Amos said angrily.

He held her hand and turned to leave.

"Please Sir, Madam, don't be in a hurry to leave," the sales representative called out to them.

She ran to stand in front of them.

When they had halted, the sales representative dropped her hands.

"If the clothes on the ground floor don't capture your attention or suit your taste then I can assure you that the ones upstairs will be to your satisfaction," she said politely.

"How sure are you that we will be satisfied with the things you have downstairs? And that it won't be a waste of our precious time?" He asked, not convinced by her mere words.

"I am a hundred per cent sure that you will not be disappointed with our collections," the sales representative assured them with a smile.

Amos turned to look at Joanna to see whether or not she was against the idea of checking out the boutique once again.

"Since you are so confident then we will believe you…. So can you lead the way?" questioned Joanna.

The sales representative was more than happy to lead them upstairs for them to continue with their shopping.

"I am sure he was just bragging to save himself some face when he realised that he couldn't afford any of the clothes here… let's see what excuses he will give again now they have taken him upstairs," Joanna climbing the stairs overheard a lady saying these words at the ground floor.

[If only you guys know who he is, then in your wildest imagination would any of you have dared to look him in eye not to mention belittling him]

Joanna shook her head at how ignorant the socialites were.

The clanging of her high heels sounded as she ascended the stairs.

Joanna was almost blown off her feet when they reached the second floor. Her mouth subconsciously dropped open as she fed her eyes with the beauty of the designer collections.

"I must admit they sure have some good stuff here," said Amos, lost at which side of the hall to look at.

Almost all the clothes were eye-catching and he was even confused about what to do.

"That is right… but I can already tell that they are as pricey as they look, so let's go," Joanna said with a fallen expression.

She turned to walk back downstairs but Amos, whose hand she was leaning on, didn't move a muscle.

"And where are we going if I may ask?" Amos asked with raised eyebrows.

Joanna raised her right hand and held his shoulder. She pulled him a little so that his face was very close to hers.

"We both know that no matter how rich you are, you can't use your card since your cover will be blown," Joanna whispered.

Her eyes moved around to make sure that none was paying attention to them at the moment.

"I know it will be embarrassing for us to leave without purchasing anything after the scene we made downstairs but this will save us from bigger embarrassment, don't you think so?" Joanna moved backwards to have a proper look at his face.

When he didn't speak she mistook his silence that he was on the same page with her.

"It's good that we are on the same page. Let's sneak out now that the sales representative is busy," Joanna said. She tried to execute her plans of them sneaking out but for the second time, Amos refused to budge.

She frowned as she turned and gazed at him. "Why…,"

"Joan, I never knew that you cared so much about me and my reputation until today," Amos said his loving eyes focused on her face.

He unwrapped her hand from his.

"We don't have time for all this so let's go already," Joanna stated as she grabbed his hand.

She was so anxious when she saw that the sales representative was about to wrap up her conversation with her colleague.

"We can talk about this later, let's just leave…," Amos lifted his hands and cupped her face.

He could swear that he hasn't seen her this anxious ever since she returned.

At the moment she was acting like a thief that was eager to sneak away after stealing a wealthy man's precious gem.

"Indeed, I am not really who I am but believe me, we are not gonna leave here empty-handed…,"

"Do you know how crazy you sound?" Joanna cut in. She pushed his hands away from her face.

"You are gonna get locked up in jail or even beaten half dead if you…,"

"No matter how it turns out I promise that I won't let anyone lay a hand on you. It doesn't matter if I get beaten blue-black but I will make sure you get the absolute best today…,"

"You are just so impossible," Joanna said with gritted teeth. She tried to leave by herself but he grabbed her hand and pulled her onto himself.

"Nobody is gonna get beaten or locked up today, I was only kidding so calm down ok," Amos said softly. He was so concentrated on his woman and didn't see that other customers had paused to look at them.

"This is our very first date and I recalled promising to make it memorable. I would never bring you here to get you humiliated so chill and let's have fun hmm," Amos explained seeing that her frown will not go away.

"Are you sure?" Joanna questioned. Her face muscles relaxed a bit and her frown dissipated.

"I may be poor but I wouldn't have brought you here without having a plan to resolve the billing issue right?" Amos winked naughtily at her just to see her smile.

"And even though I didn't have a plan I would you just sneaked you out with the things and get prepared to be beaten to death…,"

"You…,"

"The whole essence of our date is for us to have a good time so relax and let's have fun ok?" Amos lifted his hands and immediately held her by the shoulder.

"No more getting upset or frowning ok?" Amos asked as he waited for her reply.

The sales representative that was speaking to a colleague got back to where they were standing at last.

"Is there any problem Sir, Madam," The sales representative enquired? Her eyes darted from Joanna's face to Amos' face.

Amos averted his attention to the sales representative. There was a bewitching smile on his face as he stared at the average-height lady in heels.

"It's nothing much actually," He started. "I fell in love at first sight with that clothes over there," Amos pointed his finger to his right.

The sales representative and Joanna followed his line of sight to see what he was pointing at.

Joanna's gaze softened when her eyes met the mannequin he was pointing at.

On the mannequin was a black ruffle jumpsuit.

"Oh that…," the sales representative brought back her attention to the couple in front of her.

"Yeah, that is one out of the many clothes which caught my attention at first glance," Amos said smiling.

"That is a cold shoulder backless ruffles jumpsuit. It's among one of our latest collections," The sales representative explained politely.

"Your girlfriend has such a lovely shape. I can already imagine how gorgeous she will look in it," The sales representative sealed her words with these irresistible compliments.

Amos' lips curled into a sweet smile the instant he heard the words YOUR GIRLFRIEND.

"My girlfriend!" Amos repeated the words not able to hide his happiness.

Joanna pinched him by the sides because of how weird he acted. "I know you love hearing that word but stop smiling that way. She is gonna think you are a weirdo," Joanna whispered into his ears.