Afraid that it was too late, after buying the medicine Elizabeth went back by taxi.
After Elizabeth arrived, she heard the door unlocked before she could swallow the pill.
With a gurgle, she swallowed the water in a hurry and then looked at the door in horror.
"You... you're back? Haha..." Elizabeth greeted him with a guilty smile. But what's in her mind was "Thank god that I took a taxi, otherwise..."
James didn't expect that Elizabeth would in the living room. So he saw her as soon as he entered the door. Now he was thinking about how to talk about the clothes, so he didn't care about the unnatural smile on her face.
"Yeah." James nodded. "Why did you come out?"
As soon as he finished his words, he noticed the clothes she was wearing at that time. The shirt on her was totally a different style as he remembered before he went out. So he didn't figure it out at the first sight.
But the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt it was. He couldn't help but frown and asked, "Is it... the clothes you gave me?"
Elizabeth was stunned and looked down at the shirt she was wearing along his sight. She curled her lips gloomily and then nodded. "Yep." In order to make it reasonable, she thought for a while and added, "Well, I see that you haven't come back for a long time. I'm going to go out to find you, haha..."
Without saying a word, James put the pizza he had just bought on the table. Then he stared at the clothes and hesitated for not knowing how to explain.
"Well..." He thought for a while and then said, "Why are you wearing my clothes?" Although he knew the answer, he couldn't find another more suitable sentence to start the topic.
"Should I apologize to her directly?"
James was in a dilemma.
He had thought about it on his way back. If he apologize directly, it would damage his wise image and also couldn't let Elizabeth felt his sincerity. But it was actually... It was too late to apologize until Lydia didn't tell him where the shirt from
"I'm going out to..." Elizabeth paused and quickly swallowed what she was going to say. She changed her words, "I gonna look for you. But my clothes are all short sleeves, so I wear this one."
Stared at James, Elizabeth continued, "Anyway, you don't like it." So it didn't matter if she wore it.
"I didn't say that."
He said this so fast that Elizabeth was stunned for a moment. "You... You didn't look very happy at that time, and you refused to give it a try. How could it be like?"
"I..." James was speechless, but after practicing in the business world for so long, his brain ran very fast. "I just treasured it too much and didn't want it to be dirty."
"Really?" Elizabeth wasn't cheated by his words easily and hummed, "But you were obviously unhappy at that time."
James didn't want to continue this topic. "It's absolutely true. Why don't you believe me?" With this, he pointed at the shirt again and pretended that he didn't know anything. "The shirt... looks good. Where did you buy it?"
Hearing this, Elizabeth couldn't help rolling her eyes at him. "It's not bought from any mall."
Hearing this, James secretly felt let a sigh of relief. It's not so difficult to create her diversion.
"Not bought?" He frowned as if had heard something strange. "Where did it come from? It looks like it's almost the same as those in stores."
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