Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 432 – Jealousy

After helping Heather with her makeover, Aurora led the two upstairs to browse the

men's clothing section. Ian had never gone shopping with a woman his age before, let alone someone as special to him as Aurora. The experience made his heart race, a mix of excitement and anticipation.

Aurora had just chosen clothes for Heather-did that mean she was about to pick something for him? The thought made his pulse quicken.

Aurora brought him into a long-established suit shop. The sales assistant quickly approached with a polite smile. "Sir, may I help you? These are our latest collections. Feel free to try them on, and we can adjust the fit if needed."

Although Ian's current attire was unimpressive, the staff assumed he might just prefer to keep a low profile.

Ian, however, felt out of place-just as Heather had earlier. He had never stepped into such a luxurious store, and his limited budget made him hesitant to even look around.

Aurora, unfazed, selected a suit from the racks. "Try this one on," she said, handing it to the sales assistant.

This particular store had been around for over a century, known for both ready-to- wear and custom-tailored suits. Julian, for instance, only wore their bespoke pieces, every seam perfectly tailored to his frame.

"Right away, Miss," the sales assistant replied, retrieving the suit and handing it to Ian. Without hesitation, Ian took the clothes and headed to the fitting room.

He wanted to stand closer to Aurora. He knew that to do so, changes were necessary. When Ian emerged from the fitting room, Aurora couldn't help but marvel at the transformation. It was true-clothes could truly make the man. Ian enjoyed sports like basketball, and his athletic build had always been hidden beneath baggy t-shirts and loose-fitting pants. Even for his job interview, he had worn poorly chosen, cheap clothes that did nothing to highlight his physique.

Aurora, meanwhile, was browsing tie clips to gift Julian. Over time, she had come to see herself as Julian's wife. Despite their lack of concern for price tags, the gifts they exchanged always carried deeper, unspoken meaning. She wanted Julian to wear something she had chosen for him.

"Ian, you should've dressed like this long ago," Aurora said, smiling at him. The transformation was remarkable-he went from looking like a nobody to a magnetic figure in seconds.

the suit. "Okay? It's perfect! You look amazing," Aurora replied, her praise sincere.

Ian asked, scratching the back

stepping forward to fix it. However, she quickly reconsidered, realizing the gesture might seem too intimate. Instead, she gestured for the sales assistant to help

saw himself standing next to Aurora. Without his glasses, he looked sharper and more confident. For the first time, he felt like he might be worthy

moment, a group of people

like any adjustments or improvements," the mall's manager said, trailing behind Julian. Julian's vast empire spanned industries across the nation,

uncommon occurrence.

mood brightened immediately. Fate,

eyes fell on the man beside her-a young, fresh-faced man who appeared somewhat nervous. They seemed to

jealousy rose in Julian's chest, cutting

for the complete experience—all for free. The

with this floor? If you have suggestions, I'll make sure to address them immediately," the manager asked nervously,

striding directly toward the suit

glasses, his instincts telling

he muttered to himself.

wrong? Why does Mr. Barnet look so upset? You've worked with him longer-can you give me some advice?" the manager whispered, sweat beading on his

Rocky replied, steering the group toward the elevators. "Let's wait for him downstairs.

"Understood."

accessory, Ian looked down at her gentle features,

Aurora said, satisfied with her choice.