Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien) novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95 She Keeps Making Me Mad!

That night, when Clarissa went to take a bath, Danien texted his assistant and told him to find out about Clarissa’s university life.

After getting into bed, Clarissa warmed herself up in his arms. It was early winter, so the heater had just been turned on. The house had yet to warm up, and Clarissa felt a little cold after her bath. “So, why’d you go to New East Corporation?” Damien looked at her. She paused. “Well… Everyone in Genovia knows how handsome you are.” “Is that so? Does that mean that you fell for me at first sight?” Clarissa laughed it off. The next day, while Clarissa was still at work, Haye’s Suits delivered two shirts to her; one in dark gray, and the other light blue. They had been tailored according to the measurements provided last time. The store clerk asked whether it would be convenient for Damien to try the shirt on. If there were any changes to be made, the store could get them done by this afternoon. Clarissa gave it some thought. Damien had never worn anything in light blue before. With how picky he was, there was a chance that he’d tell her to return the shirt. It would be better for him to have a look for himsell.

With that thought in mind, she sent him a text.

Clarissa: (Haye’s Suits have just delivered two shirts for you, and they want you to try them on. They can make any changes if it doesn’t lit.)

Damien: (Bring them up.)

Clarissa asked the store clerk to wait for her in the guest lounge while she brought the two shirts to Damien’s office.

To her surprise, there was a middle-aged woman with him. Clarissa didn’t know who the woman was, but the latter kept staring at her with a rather liostile gaze.

“Here are the shirts. You’ve never worn anything in this color before, so I was worried you wouldn’t like it. That’s why I brought them up here.” Clarissa put the two shirts on his desk.

They were folded neatly, and he immediately saw the initials “D&C” on the tags

“What do you think?” Damien looked up at Clarissa. “Well… I think it shouldn’t look too bad. You look good in anything, after all.” Damien chuckled. “Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and love is blind.”

“I’m being serious,” Clarissa retorted. What’s up with him, talking about being in love and all? It’s cheesy, but I like it.’ He didn’t argue with her. “Come with me. I’m going to try it on.”

“Where to?” Clarissa asked. She glanced at the middle-aged woman again.

Actually, if they were alone, Damien could just try it on in here.

“The washroom. I want you to help me.” After that, he reached out and dragged her over to the washroom.

Once the door was shut, Clarissa asked him to lean closer to her while she tiptocd and asked,” Who’s that?”