Alvaro inwardly sighed. He didn't know how long he had to wait for Maxine to pick a dress. The jolly mood he had that morning was gone, replaced by irritation and impatience.
Still, he maintained his gentleman facade. He had an obligation as the firstborn son of the Cole family, after all. He had to preserve relations for the sake of the two families.
"Álvaro, what do you think about this dress?" Maxine asked. Her face showed no sign of exhaustion from the endless shopping.
Smiling, Alvaro nodded. He was currently sitting comfortably on a couch inside a private fitting room of a well-known designer studio at Blue River city's wealthy district.
"It looks good."
He didn't know how many times he said that phrase that it almost came out from his mouth like automatic.
While Maxine didn't mind Álvaro's lack of comments. Beaming, she clasped her hands. "Then, I'll also take this."
