Neil was even more disgruntled.

The shirt was a man’s design. Why was she embroidering a rose on it? Did she not know that the rose stood for romantic love and longing!?

Neil stood before Aurelia and knocked on the table.

The moment Aurelia saw him, she flashed a relieved smile.

“Uncle!”

“Mm.” Neil wore a poker face as he pretended to catch a glimpse of the shirt.

“Is this… a jacket?” he asked. “You made it?”

This was a piece of traditional garment that Southeast Aciatic men generally wore on formal occasions.

“No!” Aurelia’s smile was brighter than the sun. “This isn’t new. He has worn it before. It’s just that the collar’s a bit worn, so I’m patching it up for him.”

“Him?” Neil frowned. “Which customer?”

customer. It’s May’s eldest

“You…”

widened. Victoria’s “She’s engaged” echoed in his ears

his life over her temporary residence permit! He had braced himself to borrow the forest and fireflies from

What about her?

patching it up like a virtuous wife! She was also f*cking embroidering a

green-eyed monster within Neil was out.

By the time she realized the

shocked.

in front of her. He took off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest. Looking right

Aurelia gasped audibly.

the jacket down,” he ordered coldly. “Sew mine

dropped the jacket but did not touch

on?

haute couture brand. If the button came off, he would have to go

about how to explain it to Neil when she caught a glimpse of his washboard abs. The clear lines extended down his

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