Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father

S31 125. Make Over Jeremy occasionally took his eyes off the road. The face of the girl next to him looked very cool. Ava was quiet as usual. However, her lips curled up slightly, becoming an addiction for him. “How was your short tour?” Ava glanced over with a wider smile. “It was so much fun. Louis and Emily were so articulate. They explained everything in great detail, but it was still fun. And the people at Savior ...." Ava took a deeper breath. Her eyebrows rose higher, as did her shoulders. “The employees were so friendly. They welcomed me enthusiastically. There were indeed some people whispering. But the Twins said it was because they admired me. They applauded that a simple nurse like me could conquer your heart.” “So now, you know that what | said is true?” “Yes, | shouldn't be prejudiced. Not everyone treats me like Eva an Mom. | should have respected myself more a long time ago.” Smiling, Jeremy took Ava’s hand and kissed it. “You have to remember, Ava. It's not other people who determine how great we are, but our own thoughts.” Ava nodded. “I'm lucky that you can see that quality in me. You don't think too highly of me, do you?” Her eyes narrowed. Jeremy laughed lightly. “I am the person | am. My judgment is always objective. | can see you because my observation is sharp.” “Since when did you start observing me?” 1/6 “Since our first meeting, I've always been observing you. But, | only really noticed you when we were sitting together in the car.” “When we first argued?” Ava raised an eyebrow. “You said you were looking in the rearview mirror?” Jeremy's laughter was in the air. “We were still enemies at that time. How could | confess?” While laughing, Ava shook her head. She still could not believe that she and Jeremy ended up become lovers, and even future husband and wife. However, as soon as she realized the direction they were heading, her attention was diverted. “Jeremy, aren't we going home?” “Are you in a hurry? | want to take you somewhere.” Ava quirked an eyebrow and waved her hand. “No, I'm just surprised. Where are you going?” Jeremy smiled wryly. “You are my future wife. | would feel guilty if | had never asked you to dinner.” “Shall we have dinner with me dressed like this?” Ava pinched her plain shirt which was far from classy. “Don’t worry. We can stop by to buy you a dress.” Ava’s eyes widened. “A new dress again? | haven't even had time to wear yesterday's dress.” “You can wear that dress to Philip and Barbara's wedding. Now, let's look for a dress that is more appropriate for dinner.” “But dresses must be very expensive. Let's just rent them. It would be a shame if we bought them but rarely wear them.” Jeremy glanced at Ava in disbelief. “Are you serious? When other women expect to buy expensive dresses, you want to rent them instead?” Ava blinked in confusion. “What's the harm? I'm used to living simply. Besides, | prefer trousers.” “Because you are my future wife, you can be a little extravagant. There will be many important events later that you have to attend with me. So, get used to dresses.” “Events?” Ava's eyebrows furrowed. Her introverted soul struggled. “Invitations from clients, important Savior events, and much more. But you don’t need to panic. | will always be by your side.” Ava let out another sigh. “I didn't think that far ahead. Should I learn from Kara? | don’t know anything about hanging out with big people.” Jeremy stroked the back of Ava’s hand. “Just relax. You don't need to rush. Now let's focus on our dinner. When they arrived at a boutique, Ava couldn't relax at all. The prices mentioned made her knees tremble. There was not a single product less than her month's salary. “What about these heels?” As another fantastic number was stated, Ava tugged at her lover's shirt. “Jeremy, you said we were going to buy a dress? You already picked five. Shouldn't we get out of here?” Jeremy turned his head with a relaxed look. One of his arms was still folded in front of his chest, supporting his other elbow so that his hand can hold his chin without feeling sore. “You want to wear a dress with those shoes?” Jeremy's eyes moved downwards. Ava followed the direction. Looking at the worn sneakers that had accompanied her for three 3/6 years, Ava bit her lip. “Okay, but one pair is enough.” “Five.” Ava shook her head. “I only need one.” “If it breaks, we have to bother looking for a replacement. Five is better.” “No, Jeremy. Two is better.” “That's too few. How about four?” “Okay, three. That's my maximum limit. Don't bid any more.” Jeremy smiled faintly. “Okay. Choose the three pairs you like the most. Don’t think too much because we still have to choose bags and accessories.” Ava was stunned. “But-" “Choose.” Jeremy pressed Ava’s back with gentle pushes. The girl couldn't help but step forward and study the products. “I told you not to think about price. Just choose what you like. Why did you choose the cheapest one?” Jeremy asked as they got back to the car.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

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“Are you hungry yet?” Please read the original content at . “No, why?” 4/0 Jeremy smiled crookedly. “Please be patient a little longer. Just think about which dress you want to wear to dinner.” “I've chosen. | want to wear the brown one.” “Good. Then, think about your shoes, bag, and hairstyle.” “Hairstyle?” While starting the car, Jeremy whispered, “We're going to the best salon in town.” “Salon?” Ava stared wide eyed. “Am | not beautiful enough?” Jeremy shook his head with a small smile. “Salon is not a place to make people beautiful. It's a place to highlight someone’s aura to make them more radiant.” “Okay, you sound like Eva now.” Ava’s eyes narrowed. Jeremy's laughter returned to the air. “Those are Barbara's words. Now calm down. No need to panic. Whatever they do to you, I'm sure you'll still be beautiful. Think about your hairstyle later.” “Do | still have the right to choose? | heard that hair stylists like to make their own decisions.” Jeremy shrugged. “We will see later. Upon arrival at the salon, Ava was greeted by several people. It's like they already know what to do. Ava was directed to a chair. Her legs were propped up by another, much smaller chair. Her arms were stretched to the sides, leaning on another cushion. Aman with colorful hair walked casually around Ava. After his staff finished untying Ava’s hair, he began to deliver his analysis. “You have beautiful hair, very beautiful. Why do you keep wearing it in a ponytail? Gosh, it becomes bent like this.” Ava blinked. “It's more practical. It doesn’t disturb me during work.” “Let me take care of it tonight. See how | conjure your appearance. Next time, if you want to shine even more, just copy what | do. Understand?” Ava glanced at Jeremy in the reflection of the mirror. The man was already sitting in the waiting chair, shrugging his shoulders in resignation. “Okay, | knew you were going to take over.” “Good!” The man clapped his hands twice. “Girls, come on, mobilize your pretty fingers. We only have one hour.”