The next day after breakfast, I went upstairs to change my clothes.
I took out the professional attire that I had not seen in a long time and put it on. As I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself, I recalled past memories in a flash.
While I was deep in contemplating, I felt someone hug me from behind. I came back to my senses. Another figure appeared in the mirror.
"Do you think I look good, President Grant?" I stared at Theo in the mirror and asked with a smile.
He rested his head on my shoulder and responded with a smile, "It looks good, but
But what?" I asked.
"Isn't your skirt a little too short?" He looked down, and after noticing my kneelength skirt, he let go of me.
Theo circled around me, then shook his head again and again, looking somewhat unhappy. "You’re pregnant, so you shouldn't be wearing such a short skirt. Plus, it's so tight-fitting. It shows off your figure too much."
He frowned with a straight face and a serious tone.
I looked at him with a smile. "Then, what do you think I should be wearing. President Grant?”
"I'll look for something for you."
I leaned against the wall, quietly watching Theo rummage through my closet.
After a long while, Theo took out the selected clothes and put them on the bed. He held his hand and looked at me with satisfaction. "This one, then."
Theo chose a pair of overalls, which the seller had sent by mistake when I was online shopping in Zenon. I had never even worn it.
"This one's brimming with youthfulness. Do you think it's suitable?" I was in between laughter and tears. I picked it up and tried to measure it on myself. "Say, you
said that I'm pregnant now, so how can I dress like a youngster?"
When I said this, the man did not seem like he enjoyed hearing it.
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