Chapter 77 A Handmade Sweater
Matthew had clearly seen Elizabeth remove his shirtst night with his own eyes. She’s
trying to push the me on Ms. Elliott.
He smirked knowingly and shot her a nce. Suspicion flitted through his piercing gaze.
“I remember seeing you take it offst night,” he insisted.
His usation caused Elizabeth to blush.
D*mn it!
The gears in her mind turned, and she exined, “You must have imagined it. You had a lot
to drinkst night, after all. Ms. Elliott was the one who took off your clothes for you. She even
wiped your body. It would have been too awkward for me to do these things otherwise.”
Elizabeth admirably kept herposure as she lied through her teeth. Matthew deepened his
scrutiny.
Suddenly, he pulled off the covers and stood up.
Elizabeth’s eyes
widened in shock at the sight of his cut figure. Her eyes strayed to the region
of his manhood, and she barely stopped herself from gaping.
Isn’t this too much?
She hurriedly spun around and stammered, “I washed and dried your clothes for you. Just
wait here while I get them for you.”
Elizabeth practically sprinted from the bedroom to the balcony. She grabbed his clothes from
theundry rack and draped them over her arm.
Her brows scrunched in confusion as she stared at the clothes. Why are they so crumpled?
She btedly realized that all his clothes were custom-made, and water was their biggest enemy. His
clothes needed gentle dry-cleaning, and they could not withstand the rough tumbling
of the washing machine.
wester
Elizabeth checked thebels on his clothes and stumbled backward in horror.
Dear God! This set is worth hundreds of thousands! I can’t believe I ruined them! Is he going
to make me pay him back for this?
She closed her eyes in exasperation. My rtionship with money has be a rollercoaster
ride since I met Matthew! Urgh! I don’t want to cook and clean for him for the rest of my life!
Elizabeth eventually hid his clothes and retuirred to the bedroom.
She hemmed and hawed as Matthew asked, “Where are my clothes?”
“Erm, Mr. Hilton, a thief stole your clothes from the balconyst night.”
It’s a pretty convincing lie, right? Clothing theft is prettymon around these parts. I’m not
exactly making things up.
She added for good measure, “Perhaps your expensive clothes were too eye-catching.”
Elizabeth followed this up with a sheepish smile while Matthew’s expression darkened.
“Did you ruin them in the washing machine?”
“Yes! I mean, no, of course not! I dry cleaned them and aired them for a while outside. I
didn’t think they would be stolen.”
N?velDrama.Org: owner of this content.
Lalready caught her in her lie. She’s smart to im they were stolen, though. Did she think I
wouldn’t make her “pay” for her mistake?
Suddenly, Elizabeth piped up. “I’ll get you something else to wear. There are some men’s
clothes here as they were for
She stopped herself abruptly when she realized Matthew would never wear someone else’s
clothes.
Quietly, Elizabeth took out a high-cored white shirt, a gray sweater, and a pair of khaki-colored pants.
“These are all new. You can wear them for now.”
She carefullyid the clothes out on the bed. Matthew appraised the selection and
concluded that the clotfies were to Elizabeth’s taste.
She’s obsessed with warm colors. Who the heck is she trying to dress as a Koandrian idol?
“Did you buy these for Dominic?”
Elizabeth nodded in response to his inate guess.
She exined, “I knitted this sweater myself. It took me a long time. I bought the pants,
though.”
Back then, she had wanted to thank Dominic for his help. While she could not afford much,
she thought of giving him a hand-knitted sweater. It went well with the pair of pants Cody had
bought.
Matthew immediately snatched the clothes from her hands after hearing her words.
Thankfully, the pants fit him well.
If she hasn’t given it to Dominic, he can kiss this handmade sweater goodbye. It’s mine now.
Elizabeth had turned away from him while he changed. Her eyes lit up when she saw how
well the clothes fit him.
She offered, “I’ll get you a toothbrush and a towel.”