While Annabelle rejected the idea of consulting someone immediately, she still hesitated slightly about the prospect of asking her brother.
In the end, she realized that she didn't want to corner him too much, believing that he would eventually share what had happened, when he felt ready.
After all, with something this significant, it seemed inconceivable for her brother not to share it with her, his only family and the closest person to him, or at least that's what she believed.
Just as she was finally reaching a conclusion, or making a decision in her mind, her brother stepped out of the dressing room, showcasing the new clothes he had chosen.
Annabelle, gazing at her brother, felt herself captivated by his appearance like a fan girl.
She finally decided to leave the subject to time, realizing that in the end, both she and her brother had no one else but each other. If there was a problem, she would inevitably be informed anyway.
So, looking at her brother, who seemed to be waiting for her comment, Annabelle paused for a moment, taking in his new look.
She tilted her head slightly, analyzing his outfit, before finally saying.
"Hmm, they're not bad, but I think the previous ones were still better."
After nodding at his sister's opinion, Christian stepped back into the dressing room, moving like a well-programmed machine as he prepared to try on another outfit.
But as he was changing clothes thinking, when would this end? And if there's something he could do, it suddenly occurred to him.
As he changed clothes, he couldn't help but wonder when this would end and if there was something he could do.
Then, it suddenly occurred to him: they still hadn't bought anything for his sister, and he could redirect the focus of her shopping spree in that direction.
However, calming himself a bit and reminding himself that his sister was an adult, he wondered if he really had the right to interfere in her decision.
This thought left him feeling troubled.
In the end, he decided not to say anything and simply hoped that his sister wouldn't like it.
"Okay, this is enough. Let's go and try them on."
Feeling helpless, Christian nodded.
Annabelle, noticing her brother's troubled expression, felt a laugh bubbling up inside her but managed to hold it back in the end.
Entering the dressing room, she even contemplated leaving the red dress for last to keep him on his toes before revealing whether she liked it. However, she ultimately decided against it.
Christian, now walking back and forth in front of the dressing room while garnering the attention of the mostly female onlookers nearby, finally saw his sister open the door of the dressing room and look at him, though she didn't step out.
He moved closer so she wouldn't be forced to come out and looked at her appearance. His gaze fell on her creamy white thighs, fully revealed by the dress, and he realized it was even shorter than he had anticipated.
Then, Christian watched as his sister twirled, and asked him for his opinion.
"So, how is it?"
Seeing her back, with the dress dipping dangerously close to her lower hips, Christian felt uncomfortable. Then when she struck a pose, raising her hand behind her head and holding her hair up to fully reveal her neckline, he found himself at a loss for words.
The red color with this kind of dress made his sister gave a completely different feeling, contrasting with her usual one.