Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

Chapter 116

To her credit, Queena tried on all the clothes that Melinda plucked off the rack.

Every time she walked out of the fitting room, her daughter-in-law would compliment her, or comment on how to accessorize the clothes, or sometimes just straight up hand her the jewelries to match. She couldn’t deny that she was very satisfied with every outfit that Melinda chose for her.

The attendant paid them no attention at first, but over time she started to notice the pile of clothes that Melinda kept bringing to the dressing area.

And it looked to her like these customers weren’t going to stop trying on clothes anytime soon. She finally approached Melinda, as Queena tried on another outfit in the fitting room.

"Excuse me, but we don’t allow just anyone to try on the clothes we have here. We only cater to buying customers."

She gave her a pointed look as she finished speaking, making sure her message came across clearly. And it did.

"Is that so?" Melinda asked casually as she rubbed the fabric of the dress she was holding between her fingers. Then she smiled a serene smile to mask the annoyance she felt at the attendant’s condescending attitude.

"You’re quite right to be selective with your clientele. These are very high quality clothes after all."

"Indeed," the attendant sniffed. "We have a lot of people coming in here to just try on the clothes and take photos in the fitting room because they can’t afford to actually buy the items."

Then her gaze wandered over to the nearby benches, where the clothes Queena had already tried on were splayed. She heaved an irritated sigh, and went over to pick them up and hang them back on the racks.

"Did you just inadvertently say that I can’t afford these things?" Queena emerged from the fitting room before the attendant could even make a grab for one of the outfits.

The older woman heard everything that was exchanged between the attendant and her daughter-in-law, and it only fueled her earlier displeasure at the type of welcome they received from the store.

Melinda quickly strode over to her and smoothed out the sleeves of the shirt she tried on, and adjusted something at the collar. "Mother, you have such a nice figure, you look good in practically anything. Why don’t we just buy everything you’ve tried on so far?"

Melinda smiled at her mother-in-law, and then the two women turned at the same time to look at the attendant coldly. The woman frowned, her hesitation showing on her face.

Still, she had encountered this scenario before, where customers tried to intimidate her to get their brief fix of luxury. She stood her ground.

She puffed out her chest, ready to reprimand the women, but before she could say anything, the manager burst into the dressing area.

The attendant stared at her superior, confused. As far as she knew, the manager was buried deep in his office since earlier that day, and gave instructions not to be disturbed.

He walked straight to the attendant, his face alarmingly flushed. "Pack all these clothes up for Madam Gu," the manager ordered her with a wild look in his eyes.

a low bow. As soon as he raised his face, he flashed

her place and caused you

to the spot, completely horrified as she realized what she had just done. And to

please accept my offer of a VIP discount on all the items you purchased today. Of course, we are well aware that you are not short in funds and have no need for such incentive, but please allow us to gift you with it. I hope you accept, and may you forgive

times to the women. Clearly, these customers were not to be looked down on. They scurried over to help the attendant pack

left soon after, without any further incident, but the manager was still a little on edge. He had been handling some paperwork in his office

lucky stars he decided to pick up that one call, or there was no telling

daughter-in-law. She was quite certain the sudden appearance of the manager was Melinda’s

by continuously giving her clothes to try on. Additionally,

impressed. Her daughter-in-law

and went home late in the evening. Queena didn’t treat Melinda any differently than she always had, but the day passed without her finding fault and verbally harassing the

room at the time, and the servants were steadily bringing in the shopping packages

I think I’ll go shopping there next time I go out." She was shamelessly looking into the

as she watched the seemingly endless influx of more shopping bags. She wasn’t

man was aware just how much of a spendthrift she could be. She eyed

a precise tone, as if to emphasize

shot up in astonishment, and for a moment she forgot her lust for extravagance. Even Jonas, who had no interest in

model; it’s easy to pick out outfits when everything looks

did not rebuke her daughter-in-law, and it alarmed Yulia. She

'That little bitch is so sly. If they went out a few more times like this, she might get Queena on her side. I

the bags, and her face took on a murderous expression. Queena was first to notice, and then the others looked at Yulia as

husband’s bastard. The brat was predictable; the daughter of a mistress

voice was gentle, but her tone firm. It pulled Yulia back

over the clothes, which of course she was just a

come up with an excuse to save face, she slowly let go of the fabric and stood up with her head down. "I’m sorry, Aunt Queena. My stomach isn’t

could get, and her pale complexion helped somewhat. She left for her room in a

night, Yulia had a dream. She was curled up into a ball, all alone in a dark corner of the Gu's mansion. No one paid attention to her and she could only look on as the rest

Queena as well. She

other way around? She knew

to spend time with Queena, and maximized it by bad-mouthing

that Melinda only married Jonas for money, and would often bring it up in conversation. She would make efforts to please Queena,

wasn’t anything confrontational, Melinda could sense that her mother-in-law’s disapproval had significantly grown. She wondered what she had done

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