Married in a Flash Embarking on the Journey to Wealth

When women walked past them, they all looked at Aurelia with a hint of disdain, as if she was not worthy of standing beside Leslie.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Indeed, she was wearing a coffee-stained outfit, barefoot, and looked rather disheveled.

In fact her disheveledness made Leslie look even more distinguished.

They looked rather peculiar together.

Aurelia lowered her head and quickly pulled her hand away. “I can walk by myself.”

Leslie silently looked at her bare feet. “Am | walking too fast?”

“No, I... Ah!” Aurelia exclaimed as Leslie suddenly lifted her up.

She had no time to refuse and hurriedly reached to secure her dress, fearing it might reveal too much. Surprisingly, her hand came into contact with Leslie’s arm instead.

He was using his arm to support her legs and simultaneously press down her skirt without directly touching her body. Leslie said, “Don’t mind others. You're not living for them.”

Aurelia was shocked that he saw through her thoughts.

Why was he still carrying her, then? Didn’t he find it embarrassing?

Aurelia snuck a glance at Leslie.

There wasn’t a single flaw on his face, and even the sunlight appeared less dazzling in comparison. Suddenly, she felt her body burning, and her breathing was all over the place.

“We're here. Stop looking around.” Leslie's deep voice slowly made its way to Aurelia’s ears.

Aurelia raised her head abruptly and found people staring at them.

There were various gazes, a mix of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Embarrassed, she grabbed Leslie’s collar and covered herself.

“Quick, put me down.”

Leslie lowered his gaze.

Compared to her usual domineering appearance, she looked rather interesting when she was shy. Still, he didn’t intend to tease her for it. He turned around and placed Aurelia on a bench near the mall entrance. “Wait for me.”

Before Aurelia could speak, Leslie turned and walked into the mall.

“What is he planning to do?” she wondered.

After a while, Leslie pushed a wheelchair towards her.

“| borrowed it from the service desk. If you feel embarrassed, just use this.”

“Thank you.” Aurelia breathed a sigh of relief.

It was romantic to be the damsel in distress in fairy tales. But it was mortifying in real life.

She was just an ordinary person and had no desire to become the focus of everyone’s attention. Once she sat in the wheelchair, Leslie pushed her into the elevator, heading straight to the women’s section upstairs.

This mall was more luxurious than the Glamour Shopping Center where Millie and Kimberly had gone. You could always find something with a higher price tag. As soon as they entered the store, Aurelia immediately went for the basic loose dresses, thinking they might be more affordable.

However, when Leslie saw the dark bundle of clothes in her hand, he rubbed his temples.

Aurelia was only twenty-five. Why is she dressing like a thirty-five year old woman? He walked over to a shelf and grabbed a beige dress, before shoving it into her hands. “Wear this.”

“The waistline is too tight for me. | won't fit into it,” she said.

The staff scanned Aurelia and said, “This gentleman has great eyes. | wanted to recommend this to you earlier. You look slim, so why would you think that?”

“You just don’t think I’m fat because | am wearing something loose. | have thick legs and waist,” Aurelia explained. The staff stared at her in shock, wondering who told Aurelia that. Leslie frowned as well.

Aurelia returned the dress to the staff and continued to search for her size among dark- colored dresses, intending to just buy a random dress.

“You can fit into it. | just know,” Leslie blurted out. Aurelia froze and blushed. What did he mean he knew?

Did he see something when her pajamas got wet the last time?