Sweetheart Do You Still Love Me novel Chapter 637

Chapter 637 Are You Even Human?!

"Three days ago, you lied to me about wanting to take me to the movies. You ended up not showing up after three hours because you claimed there was a gas leak at home.

"Two days ago, you said you would take me to a nearby restaurant for dinner, but you ended up ordering takeout for yourself at home.

"So, tell me, why should I believe you now?"

"Ah… Listen, I can explain this."

Yelena crossed her arms impatiently, her face dripping with annoyance. "Go on, then. I'm listening."

"I overslept three days ago."

Yelena raised an eyebrow. "And?"

"That restaurant was closed two days ago."

"And?"

"But I promise I'll definitely take you to Super today!"

Yelena sized him up, making sure he was dressed up appropriately before finally believing him.

"Alright then, let's go now."

Unexpectedly, Federick was the one who looked her up and down this time.

"Are you sure you want to go in that?" he asked.

Yelena glanced at her outfit.

She had on black leather shoes paired with a white chiffon dress, her entire body adorned with blinding jewelry. It seemed suitable for attending a banquet.

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing? Is there a problem?"

As Federick took off his sunglasses, his disdain was evident in his eyes.

"This outfit is too low-class."

Yelena angrily snapped, "You'd better not be talking about me."

"Woman, think about what other people wear. You're dressed in a style from several years ago. Do you really think it's appropriate?"

Federick understood that it wasn't entirely Yelena's fault. After all, she was just a celebrity and not a stylist. It was only a given that she didn't have much expertise in that area.

"Then what do you suggest I wear?"

Federick rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment. "Come, I'll take you somewhere."

Two hours later, they arrived at a styling studio.

Yelena thought she could go blind when she looked at the dazzling decorations inside.

"What is this place?"

Federick didn't answer her question. Instead, he approached a man coming toward them and hugged him.

"Federick, darling! What brought you here?"

The foreign tough guy in front of them looked rugged, but his voice was mysteriously coquettish.

The contrast was truly extreme.

"Enrique, I am here to see you today because I need your help with something."

The man, Enrique Lima, covered his mouth and chuckled. Seeing someone like him make such a gesture was funny.

"What do you need? Just tell me, I'll help you for sure."

Federick nodded in satisfaction and then pointed at Yelena standing behind him.

"Please help me give her a makeover. We're going to attend the celebrity banquet at Super. She can't go wearing that."

Hearing that, Enrique held Yelena's hand and examined her from head to toe, disregarding the fact that he was a man and she was a woman. As he scrutinized her, he couldn't help exclaiming in surprise.

"You've never had a girlfriend before! I even wondered if you were into men.

"So, you have a unique taste in women, huh? I mean, this poor fashion sense.

"Ah, instead of saying that she has no fashion sense, it's more like she has this countryside style from head to toe.

"So, this is what you're into?"

After hearing one offensive statement after another, Yelena felt her patience wearing thin, and she wanted to punch him.

Federick noticed that Yelena was about to explode then. Fearing the unimaginable consequences that might follow if she had blown her top, he hurriedly urged Enrique to start getting ready instead of wasting time on useless chatter.