Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 626
Chapter 626 Yours must still be in the store
From material to workmanship, embroidery, stitching… Looking carefully, it was clearly the one
she ordered.
“You’re still quibbling!” Putting down her skirt, Ms. Miller got a little angry.
If she really couldn’t see it, was she still not clear about what she chose?
Silvia picked up a corner of the skirt, and smiled.
“Ms. Miller, don’t worry, I bought this skirt from the store. It may be simr in workmanship or
style to the one you ordered, but…it’s not the same one…” Silvia exined.
“Why did you…” Ms. Miller was about to say.
“Your own is still in the store!” Silvia told Miller.
Interrupting her, Silvia continued.
This sentence choked Miller instantly.
ia Miller blinked, as if she understood, but also as if she didn’t.
“Ms. Miller, did you put a deposit on the dress you ordered?” Silvia asked.
“Certainly!” Ms. Miller replied.
She pre-paid! Because of her figure, the size is a little bit loose.
Because her choice of skirts were beautiful ones, and made of good materials, it was difficult to buy
clothes for a figure like hers, and it was even more difficult to buy clothes that could cover up her
shorings and make her look better.
So, ia Miller was a regr customer of that store.
It was also because of this that when she heard that the dress she ordered had been bought, she was
furious and lost her temper.
The clerk said that it was Silvia who insisted on buying it knowing that she ordered it, and said that it
was a waste for a fat woman to buy such a beautiful dress, so she came to Silvia in a rage.
If it weren’t for the good upbringing she had, she would lose her temper when she met Silvia, and
she wouldn’t talk so much about it, instead there would be action taken.
“That’s it. Now that the deposit is made, the skirt is yours, and any store with a bit of business ethics
will never sell it to others. Therefore, your skirt must still be in the store! As for this one, it may just be.
It’s pretty much the same!” Silvia exined.
Lightly poking the skirt with her fingers, Silvia said with a slight smile.
Now that the story has been told, ia Miller was not an idiot, so she understood it naturally.
To be honest, when the skirt returned to her hands, her anger was reduced a bit, but-
She picked up the skirt and checked carefully, especially the underarms and abdomen, to see if there
were any wrinkles.
“How do I know if this dress has been worn by someone else?” She said pointedly.
“Although I’m not very picky about my clothes, I don’t know how to wear it if someone else has worn it!”‘
Ms Miller said.
Silviaughed.
“Ms. Miller, you must be joking, since it’s a dress given to you as a gift, how could it have been worn by
others. I still have some sense of propriety!” Silvia replied.
After a pause, she sat up straight again, and touched her lower abdomen.
“I am pregnant, and now I mainly wear casual clothes at home. This skirt is not suitable for me! But
it is very suitable for a beautiful woman at your age,” Silvia told Ms Miller.
“You’re mocking me,” ia Miller frowned and said when she heard that she said she was beautiful,
very unhappy.
After all, she was a girl, she still had a heart for beauty.
ia Miller was obese. She was an important first daughter of Mr. Miller, and was supposed to walk
around with confidence, but she was shy to see people with such a figure. Herck of pride and
inferiority were intertwined, so she didn’t like toe out to meet people.
She didn’t like to hear others pointing fingers at her figure, but at the same time, she didn’t like
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others to praise her.
She knew what she looked like, and it was hypocritical to praise her for being beautiful.
She had a little affection for Silvia at first, but it disappeared immediately.
Silvia was not at all surprised by her moodiness. Sensitive people are like this. One sentence may
make her happy, but one sentence will also hit her thunder point.
“I didn’tpliment you, I mean it!” Nodding, Silvia said and looked sincere.
“Yes, your figure is not so standard, and you are a little overweight, but your foundation is very good.
You see your skin is so white, I seldom see girls with such pure white skin. You are born with cold fair
skin, if you lose weight, you will be a great beauty,” Silvia exined.
Listening to her analysis, which was well-founded and not perfunctory at all, ia Miller’s eyes
gradually brightened, but soon dimmed again.
“The problem is I can’t lose weight,” she said abruptly.
For so many years, she had tried many methods, whether it was going to exercise, dieting, or
something else, but she just couldn’t lose weight.
When it was the worst, she starved herself to the point of passing out. Fortunately, she was discovered
by the servants at home and sent to the hospital in time.
Because of this incident, she was severely scolded by her father. It is good to lose weight, but the
health of the body is more important.
After repeating many times, she hadpletely lost confidence in losing weight, and even developed
self-defeating.
Every time she went out, she would wrap herself up. She won’t want to see others, and she won’t want
to be seen by others.
This time, if it wasn’t for the skirt, if it wasn’t for the ce Silvia made an appointment with, she
wouldn’t want toe out at all.
“You can’t lose weight, maybe it’s because of the method you are doing it with,” Silvia said to her.
Silvia looked at her, reached out suddenly, and pushed the blueberry mousse in front of her.
“Do you want to eat a piece?” She asked Miller.
Looking at her with wide eyes in surprise, ia Miller quickly shook her head, looking very
flustered.
Her eyes involuntarily looked at the cake, the eagerness in her eyes could not be concealed, but there
was an obvious gesture of rejection.
In fact, from the moment she entered and sat down, Silvia could see that she was eager for food, she
was desperately suppressing her appetite and desire, struggling and struggling with herself.
but
She just ordered a ss of lemonade, but she didn’t drink much. Between speaking, she nced at the
cake disy on the counter several times.
“You see, you treat food as an enemy, which is unnecessary,” Silvia said to Miller at once.
“You don’t understand!” ia Miller said quietly with her head down.
“You don’t understand the pain of fat people at all. Even if you drink a little water, you Not to mention
this kind of cake, you can’t even touch it!” Miller exined.
will
get fat.
“Blueberry mousse,”. Pushing a little further, Silvia continued.
“I’ve seen it. This blueberry mousse uses yogurt as the base, which is rtively low in fat and low in
calories. This piece does not exceed 100 calories. Calories, and with your height and weight, your
daily basal metabolism should be at least 1600…” Silvia exined to her.
After a pause, she suddenly asked.
“Have you not eaten today?”
“How do you know?!” ia Miller blurted out.
Then she paused, as if to save face.
“I’m not hungry,” she said with a low but firm voice.
“I heard your stomach growling,” Silvia said with a slight smile.
Her cheeks turned red, and ia Miller got angry.
“Are youughing at me?” She asked Silvia.
“No, I just want to say, you should be kind to yourself!” Silvia replied.
She moved the fork to face her.
“Even if you don’t eat today and tomorrow, can you not eat for the rest of your life? Don’t treat food
as an enemy, Learn to make peace with it,” Silvia pleaded.
“Trust me, a little blueberry mousse won’t do you much harm,” Silvia said to Miller defiantly.
Her words seemed to be seductive, and the cake was even more alluring. ia Miller involuntarily
picked up the fork–