Love My Ex-Wife 173

Chapter 173 The Subtle Sway

Claire stared at her reflection in disbelief. She looked stunning! She couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Having attended countless Fashion Weeks and galas since childhood, she was confident in her sense of style.

The dress fit like a glove, accentuating her figure perfectly and highlighting all her best features

And to top it off, Frederick had picked this dress himself - now he was saying it wasn't good enough.

"Fine!" she conceded.

"There was no point arguing about a dress when he'd chosen and paid for it himself. He was the sugar daddy, and it wasn't worth making a fuss over one outfit. Men could be so petty sometimes. There was no need to bother stooping to their level.

Frederick's mood improved as he watched Claire head upstairs.

Claire was his woman now. He could look, he could admire, but he sure as hell wasn't going to let any other man do the same!

"General Hawthorne, what's wrong with Ms. Prescott's dress? She looks incredible. I've never seen anyone rock a red dress

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quite like that!" Richard unwisely chimed in.

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"Word from the border is that Kanea's stirring up trouble again.

Pack your bags! You're shipping out tonight," Frederick said

coldly, his eyes narrowing.

Prescott's birthday gala

minute they were casually discussing Claire's dress, and the next, Frederick was

"You have to

ramrod straight, shooting Richard a fierce

orders are absolute. I'm heading to the border, and I won't

to

only said,

him, and he had to stifle

head with amusement. "Sir, how have I never noticed how

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and hatred toward Claire.

animosity stemmed from Anna's death, which he blamed on Claire, leading

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see things more clearly than those

hadn't been

of the Prescott family, Claire had been spoiled and could be arrogant at times. But that was just a strong personality, and she

Claire wasn't capable of such cruel acts, let alone arranging for thugs to rape and kill

this was just his speculation. There wasn't

he thought, that the once-cherished princess of the Prescott family

ever really looked at Claire's hands. The first time he saw her after

The

her once delicate, pampered hands were now rough, calloused,

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matters were beyond his control - he needed to focus on his duties, particularly quelling

the Halfmoon Manor, Claire was still caught up in

the red gown, she tried on a white cocktail dress, then a black

dozen outfits,

completely overwhelmed. "Mr. Hawthorne, could you perhaps describe what kind of look you're going for? Just give me some

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