The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 799

Noelle shrugged. "Nothing, really. You mentioned it's cold, so let's buy some clothes. Come on!"

She and Teresa each took one of Rowena's arms and led her toward the women's section. "Teresa and I both think your outfit today is just way too plain." "Plain?" Rowena gasped, glancing down at her outfit. "What's plain about it? I think I look great."

Noelle's lips twitched as she looked Rowena up and down. Rowena had short, slick hair and was wearing a practical outfit that made her look... very masculine.

It was not bad, but it lacked any trace of femininity. It seemed more like she was ready for action at any moment rather than out for a fun day.

Rowena was always carefree, so her outfit was not necessarily wrong for her. However, since Noelle had received a call from Rowena's mother, she could not ignore it. "Isn't your birthday coming up soon? Let's go, I'll get you a gift!"

As soon as Rowena heard the word 'gift', she perked up and happily followed Noelle. However, she could not help but bring up, "By the way, a lot must have happened while I was away. I just got back, and I already heard that your husband was caught in a scandal with Winter.

"I mean, seriously, are those people blind? Would your husband have such bad taste that he'd be interested in someone like Winter?"

Noelle chuckled, amused by Rowena's righteous indignation. "That was a while ago. You're only bringing it up now?"

just got back!

waved it off. "It's all pretty much resolved

the tension. "No need to stress about it.

Rowena exclaimed

they had ended up-right in front of Saint

to Noelle with wide eyes. "Are you really going to buy

something from here?"

was not officially the owner of Saint Di yet since no

of the new year, the mall was buzzing with people and filled

the staff at Saint

rushed to greet them.- One sharp-eyed salesperson noticed Noelle was wearing one

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loud and chatty herself, was not one to tolerate others being overly chatty with her. She waved

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"I'm telling you, these clothes aren't my style. Should we go look for something that suits me better?" Rowena