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The last tAurora had taken lan and Heather to the mall to revamp their styles, Julian happened to arrive for an inspection. He had caught sight of Aurora helping lan try on a tie clip, and it had left him fuming. Today, however, Aurora stood before him, holding up clothes and measuring them against his figure, much like she did that day. "Miss, this gentleman has such a great physique. He'd look good in anything," a newly hired salesperson commented, oblivious to who Julian was.

"I feel the sway. Try these two on," Aurora said, handing Julian a shirt and a suit she had selected. "Alright," Julian replied with a helpless shrug. In the past, he would have thought this whole process was a hassle-his secretaries usually kept track of his sizes and had clothes delivered to his home, perfectly tailored and ready to wear. He never had to try anything on. But since it was Aurora doing the picking, Julian quietly complied.

When he stepped out of the dressing room, every salesperson in the store stood stunned. The saying that beauty could be captivating was no exaggeration. The man before them had it all-an impeccable physique, an air of sophistication, and striking good looks. He was the epitof perfection, akin to a living work of art.

Their store often catered to nouveau riche buyers or middle-aged men with expanding waistlines. Rarely did they see a man with such flawless proportions.

"Miss, is your husband a model by any chance?" one of the saleswomen asked.

"No, he's not," Aurora replied, a sense of pride filling her heart as she listened to their compliments. Honestly, Julian didn't need to try anything on-he could effortlessly pull off any style.

"Does it look good?" Julian asked, ignoring the salespeople's chatter and focusing solely on Aurora.

"Very handsome," she said earnestly. She then walked to another display, picking out a tie clip before returning to Julian. "Don't move." Julian stood still, like an obedient child, letting Aurora fasten the tie clip for him.

The meticulously tailored suit fit him perfectly, accentuating every aspect of his exceptional form.

"This outfit is more suited for formal occasions," Aurora commented. "I've picked out another set-save it for New Year's." She held up a more casual selection.

Since it was the holiday season, Julian didn't need to attend any important meetings. For family gatherings and outings with friends, something less formal would do.

"As long as you like it," Julian said, fully trusting her judgment.

"Miss, please wrap up both outfits for us," Aurora instructed the salesperson.

"Of course," the salesperson replied, delighted by Aurora's straightforward and decisive attitude.

Julian reached for his wallet to pay, but Aurora beat him to it, handing over her card instead.

Julian frowned slightly. "What are you doing?" He always wanted to provide everything for Aurora himself. Now, seeing her insist on paying, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Julian, I wanted to buy these for you. You're not allowed to refuse. Consider it my New Year's gift," Aurora said firmly, cutting him off before he could protest further.

Julian sighed. This girl was too headstrong. Knowing she wouldn't back down, he relented to avoid upsetting her. "This will do," he said with a resigned smile.

Though Julian didn't explicitly give her money, he had already gifted her a villa, a private island, a diamond ring, and even organized a grand birthday party for her. Money had never been an issue between them, and their relationship wasn't built on materialism. Aurora, as an independent woman, didn't feel the need to rely on anyone, even if Julian was willing to give her everything.

Understanding her pride, Julian chose to go along with her wishes.

After selecting their New Year outfits, they also picked up gifts for their family elders and stocked up on groceries for the holiday.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! When they returned home, arms full of shopping bags, Hayden happened to see them. Aurora was carrying several paper bags, while Julian held a box. His voice carried a note of concern as he said, "Little Bunny, go inside and rest. I'll handle this." Julian, ever the traditionalist, believed men should shoulder all responsibilities, protecting their women from any hardship.

"Julian, I'm not fragile porcelain. You don't have to be so cautious. It's just a few bags- they're not heavy," Aurora replied with a smile.

"Don't overdo it," Julian said, shaking his head but letting her help.

The pair acted like a newlywed couple, carrying their bags inside together. Meanwhile, Hayden stood in front of his cold, empty villa. For sreason, this winter felt colder than ever.

He had once held onto hope, believing Aurora might forgive him and return to him. But as he watched her grow closer to Julian, he realized he no longer stood a chance.

"Mr. Alvarez, I've appraised the value of this house. If you agree, we can list it online," said the man standing beside Hayden.

The villa had always been a lonely place, and after Susan left, it felt even more lifeless- like a tomb. Hayden, disheartened, knew there was no point in holding on.

She was like a poison. The closer he stayed, the deeper he sank. Watching her and Julian together day after day, even the strongest heart would break.

Hayden nodded slightly. "Alright, sell it." "If a buyer is interested, I'll contact you," the man said.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "No need. Handle the follow-up with my secretary," Hayden replied, his tone distant. He had already packed his belongings. Today would be his last visit.

Initially, he had planned to say goodbye to Aurora, but he changed his mind. He intended to leave om Clothville and transfer to the company's headquarters in New York. Perhaps the distance would help him escape the torment of missing her day and night. Now, seeing her and Julian together, he abandoned the idea of a farewell. "Understood, Mr. Alvarez. I'll take my leave then." "Hmm."

The agent left, and Hayden picked up his suitcase. On his way out, he stopped in front of Xukora's villa and NO placed a small jewelry box on the doorstep. Without informing anyone, he turned and walked away. Aurora, I've let go. I'm sorry. I love you. But I failed to cherish you in our best years. Now, with him by your side, I feel at peace.

Taking one last look at the villa, Hayden imagined the two of them inside, wrapped in each other's arms, a place where he no longer belonged.

He withdrew his gaze and left without hesitation.

When Aurora cback outside to grab the remaining bags, she noticed a delicate jewelry box at her feet. "Julian, did you buy jewelry?" she asked.

"We've been together the whole time. We didn't even go near the jewelry section. Why? Do you want sjewelry?" Julian replied, stepping outside.

Aurora picked up the box and opened it, revealing a massive diamond ring.

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