Married in a Flash Embarking on the Journey to Wealth

After the pesky crowd had dispersed, Leslie sat down and slowly opened the box. In truth, his expectations weren’t particularly high for a shoe shop that was hidden in the corner of the supermarket.

Bespoke leather shoes were a true test of the craftsman’s skill. So far, he hadn’t

encountered any craftsmen in the country that met his expectations.

As a result, he had his feet measured and a record kept abroad. Now, he only needed to choose the style and color he desired, and someone would regularly deliver him the newly crafted shoes.

Yet, after he opened the box, he realized he had misjudged Drew.

Drew’s craftsmanship was comparable to those of the so–called master craftsmen abroad. Besides, Drew even made some adjustments based on his old shoes, making them even more tailored to his walking habits.

When she noticed that he still hadn’t tried them on, Aurelia felt somewhat embarrassed. “My budget is tight right now. I’ll get you a new pair in the future once I start working!”

It was indeed a bit of a stretch for her to expect him to choose her 1000–dollar shoes over a pair of bespoke leather shoes that cost around 20 thousand dollars.

When he heard that, Leslie’s cold gaze wavered slightly. As he put on the shoes, he quipped, “In the future? I’ll accept that.”

Aurelia’s brow furrowed slightly. Why did his statement seem kind of odd?

After changing into the shoes, Leslie took a few steps and said, “They’re very comfortable.”

payment

Aurelia breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Drew, and said, “I’ll be making the pa

now. Thank you.”

Drew smiled warmly and said, “They’re comfortable because your wife really knows you well. When she brought over the shoes, she noticed your walking habits and asked us to make some adjustments based on that.

‘Although these shoes aren’t as expensive as your previous ones, I believe your wife’s thoughtfulness is absolutely priceless.”

Aurelia had the urge to cover Drew’s mouth, but Leslie was already staring at her. All she All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

could do was laugh awkwardly and duck her head, hoping that her laugh could mask her embarrassment.

Fortunately, Leslie hadn’t said anything. However, she seemed to have sensed that he was smiling.

When she raised her head, she only caught sight of Leslie’s back. It must have been her imagination. After all, Leslie had never smiled in crowded settings.

Leslie urged, “Let’s go.”

“Alright,” she said.

Aurelia quickly caught up. It was definitely in her imagination that Leslie smiled just now.

After they arrived home, they cooked dinner together. Neither of them mentioned going to IN Magazine the following day.

On Friday morning, Aurelia was up early. She hadn’t slept well the night before; and her mind was a bit muddled when she woke up. She had completely forgotten all the defenses. she had thought of.

Although she had evidence to prove her innocence, she was afraid that she would say the wrong thing and cause everything to fall apart. As worry crept in, her self–assurance

waned.

After changing her clothes, she dragged open the door with a sense of dread. She involuntarily squinted as the sunlight from the nearby window fell upon her.

As she opened her eyes, she noticed the figure in the living room. That figure was clad in a white shirt and black suit -a timeless classic. In the sunlight, that figure was haloed with soft light, making him look ethereally stunning.

Leslie glanced down and calmly adjusted his cufflinks. “What are you staring at? It’s almost time, let’s go.”

Aurelia came back to her senses. “Are you going to come along with me?”

“What?” he asked.

Leslie’s deep, husky voice was too much for her to handle in the morning.

Although she wasn’t listening to what he was saying attentively, Aurelia nodded vigorously. As she continued to listen, she felt like his voice was music to her ears.

She had never quite understood such a saying before, but now it made sense to her:

She made an effort to divert her attention. When she lowered her head to put on her shoes, Leslie walked over and changed his shoes as well.

He was actually wearing the leather shoes she had given him. Paired with his outfit, it made him look imposing and dignified–giving him a commanding presence.

Leslie stood at the doorway and said, “Aurelia, quit looking. We’re seriously going to be late.”

Aurella was stunned. “Huh? Oh, okay!”

That was so embarrassing! She was unexpectedly captivated by that man’s appearance at

such a moment.

What would Leslie think of her?