Chapter 73 - 73 Teach a Lesson

After pondering awhile and thinking a way out to escape, suddenly the seller girl come greeting me;

"Welcome miss. How can I help you?" She ask.

"It's okay, I'm just browsing, thanks." I say.

"Miss. This is all new season stock here,"She runs her arm along a suspended rail of dresses.

"If you would like to pruchases,please just ask us if you need another size."She smiles politely.

"Thank you." I smile at her back.

I start cruising through the rails, find some truly gorgeous dresses but holy moly the prices dare not am affort it., but the design wad beautiful nevertheless.

Then I pick up a fitted, cream silk, sleeveless affair. It's quite shorter than I usually wear, but the design lovely much. I love it.

"You better never thinking about that filthy dress." He growls from the distance as he step in at the entrance.

I snap my head up and see stoodhe was in the doorway, looking at the dress like it was a sharp thorn.

Oh no! How embarrassing! The sales assistant looks shocked with wide eyed at him and turn back to me. I half smile at her. I'm horrified. Who the bloody hell does he think he is? I throw him my dirtiest look, mouth get lost and his look probably shooting a fire from his ears.

I ignore his childish scold and turn to the seller.

"Have you anything more shorter than this?" I ask sweetly.

"Bei Wei Lin!" he barks. 

"Don't you ever dare!" He warned.

But I ignore him, keeping my eyes on the seller hope she will say yes.

Poor the girl, she looks like she could have a panic attack anytime soon, her gaze flicking, very nervously, she turn to me and back to him again.

"No, we don't have miss." She says quietly.

Okay, now I'm feeling sorry for her. But my mission to teach this control freak first.

"Oh,then I'll take this one." I smile, handing her the dress.

She looks at me, then at Feng Teng.

"Em…miss. Don't you want to try first before purchasing?" She ask nervously.

"It's an S size right?" I ask. 

"Yes but I would recommend that you try it on beacause we don't offer refunds or changing after the purchasing." She advises me.

Okay. I was going to risk it not fitting, but at that price, maybe not. She shows me to a changing room, hanging the dress on a fancy hook for me.

"This way miss..."She smiles, pulling the velvet curtain across, leaving me and the dress alone.

I'm purposely pushing him. I decide that I need to teach him a lesson that he can't behave like this all the time. That was my purpose.

I fight my way into the dress, struggling with the zipper where it meets the seam on the bust line. I'm not giving up. I smooth down the front of the dress. It feels lovely.

Pulling the curtain across, I stand back from the floor length mirror to take a good look.

Wow! This dress really does it for me. It suitable with my pinkish skin and brown hair perfectly.

"Oh,Damn! Motherf**ker! Woman!" He swore as he looking at me.

I turn around, finding him gripping his hair, pacing up and down. He looks like he's been shoot deadly. Then he stops, looking at me, his jaw drop immediately snaps it shut and starts pacing again. I'm quite amusing over his reaction.He stops stalking and looks at me, all wide eyed and look definitely traumatised.

"Oh lady darling. Please ,you're not going...you…you definitely can't.…baby…Shit!!" He storm out desperately adjusting his groin, muttering some crap about an intolerable female and heart attacks. Then I'm alone with the dress again. Hahaha... freaking PERVERT!