"I don't like that pair of shoes a lot." Kate leaned her head against the man's arms while looking very happy. "But, if you think it looks good, it must be very pretty!"
The man smiled and pinched Kate's nose passionately. As he lowered his head, he saw the sales attendant patting the back of a woman squatting on the floor. He could not see her face, but her thin body had him furrowed his brow tightly.
Kate glanced over in the direction the man was looking at Gwen, too, but she did not recognize Gwen. She pursed her lip and stretched her hand out to cover the man's eyes. "Don't look at another woman!"
The man smiled and looked up to the front. "Alright, you little green-eyed monster." His deep, alluring voice blended in with the hustles and bustles of the street.
Kate leaned in his arms happily. "Well, you shouldn't look so handsome, then! I'm going to tell your father that we should have the wedding as soon as possible, in case you're lured away and seduced by other women.”
The man smiled helplessly. "Well, you'll have to wait until I make full recovery, right?"
"Of course."
Both of them chatted happily and disappeared into the end of the mall's walkway.
Gwen lost track of how long she had been squatting and crying. Once she was sure no more tears were coming, she looked up sheepishly and thanked the sales attendant with gratitude, "Thank you."
After that, she stood up to leave, but the sales attendant stopped her. "Miss, the shoes..."
Only then did Gwen notice she was still wearing the pair of shoes from the shops. Well, that explained why the sales attendant came out to comfort her.
She smiled awkwardly and went back to the shop with the sales attendant. In the end, she bought the shoes that she was wearing and also another pair that she picked, feeling bad about her outburst.
"You have such good taste." The sales attendant smiled. "Ms. Miller and Mr.
Hughes were here just now. Mr. Hughes picked these shoes for Ms. Miller too, but I think these shoes match you better." Gwen smiled and paid for the shoes. It was already 8 p.m. when she left the mall.
Gwen walked down the street in the snowing weather with the new pair of boots she just bought. Her heart felt empty as she gazed at the couples walking in the street.
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