For a moment, she didn't know where to put her hands to cover her body.

When she met the man's eyes in the mirror by accident, Erica suddenly turned red.

She pretended to be calm and told the two workers who were helping her with the hemlines, "I don't like this one. Can we try another?"

One of the shop managers came to her and asked with a smile, "Did I hear right? You don't like it, Mrs. Erica? I think it looks great on you!"

Matthew stared at them. To save herself from embarrassment, Erica whispered to the manager, “I'm not a fan of V-neck and backless outfits. Please find me another."

True, the dress was too revealing for her. But there was another reason. Matthew was staring at her like she was a piece of meat. That made her feel uncomfortable.

The shop manager, who had no idea what Erica was getting at, still tried to mollify her.

"Mrs. Erica, your back is so beautiful. And if you're worrying about not being able to fill out the front, we can add some padding. No one will ever have to know!”

Erica's lips twitched. Did the shop manager mean that? That her breasts were too small? And that crack about her back...Ugh! Erica would have snapped back if it were just her. But today, she couldn't. Because

Matthew was right there.

She contented herself with simply glaring at him. Yes, he was stilt undressing her with his eyes. So she Lifted the hemline of her dress and made her way to the fitting room, ignoring the manager.

But her dress was so long she accidentally stepped on the hemline and tripped.

"Ah!" Erica screamed in horror.

A figure rushed over, stepped around the wedding dress and stood in front of her. With her eyes closed, Erica fell into his arms and instinctively grabbed his suit jacket and held on tight. Finally, she managed to bring herself to her feet by wrapping her arms around his waist.

But the man had his hands in his pockets and didn't do much to help.

It looked as if Erica had thrown herself at him.

Well, he didn't slap her or push her away, so that was a good thing.

However, she still had her eyes squeezed shut. She thought, 'Who am I holding now? He smells so good! It feels soft here, and hard here...

Where am I grabbing?"

“Had enough?" a cold voice said. Hearing that, Erica suddenly opened her eyes and Looked up. It was then she realized she was grabbing

Matthew.

When she was about to let go of him, she noticed his gaze was fixed on somewhere on her body. She followed his eyes to figure out where he was looking.

“Ah! Matthew Hilton, you jerk!”

Erica withdrew her arms and covered her exposed chest with one arm. On impulse, she raised the other hand, ready to slap him.

Her shout snapped the man back to reality. Hiding the complicated look in his eyes, he reacted quickly and grabbed hold of her hand.