Chapter 115. A Demand for Apology

CHARLOTTE

I was sitting on the edge of the bed with my phone clutched tightly in my hand, staring at the rows of outfits I had laid out in front of me.

I had tried each one, but I still couldn’t decide.

I was waiting nervously for Leo’s reply.

I tried to guess which one he would pick for me.

The purple one seemed like my best guess.

Suddenly, my phone beeped.

I sighed—finally, he replied.

But I wasn’t expecting the messages to keep popping up.

I checked my inbox and realized he had replied to every single picture I had sent.

I held my breath, leaning closer to the screen.

“Baby… this color suits you so much, and you look so gorgeous in yellow… I love how your curls are let down—it adds elegance to it.”

Down to the second one:

“This one is amazing. The slit caught my eye… so attractive, and the bun suits it too.”

“This one is just perfect. I am about to lose my mind. The way the clothes complement you