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"This gown is really beautiful. It'd show Violeta's sexy curves." Sandro told Xaviera.
"Yeah, I think so." Xaviera mumbled.
She was behaving directly opposite to how Sandro wanted her to. He thought he'd hurt her by his words, but, Xaviera played it cool, she didn't show any hint of jealousy.
"That thong over there, don't you think she'd like it?" Xaviera asked him. Sandro narrowed his eyes, then said, "Yeah, she'd. I even forgot to buy the stuff we'd need for protection, you know what I mean."
"Yeah, you should buy it. Because, if you get that lady pregnant, she'd definitely come to the house, to claim you as the father. And trust me, if your family gets to know about your secret relationship, hmm, I'd mind my business." Xaviera told him. She didn't mean to hurt Sandro by her words, but, he extracted some sense from what Xaviera had just said.
"Why ain't you hurt by my words? I tell you the evil things I'd do, and you're supporting them?" Sandro asked her.
"Oh, so you know they are evil? They ain't only evil. Adultery is a very big sin, God would be very angry with you, I promise." Xaviera mumbled.
"Save that, answer my first question. Why ain't you hurt by my words? Or are you pretending to be okay? I'm pretty sure that you're jealous in your heart, but you don't want me to know, you are a proud stupid girl."
"I'm not stupid. You really have to stop calling me stupid, I hate it. It makes me feel like I'm nobody, and also makes me feel like I borrow another person's sense to think. I'm sorry, but don't address me as stupid, or anything related to me." Xaviera told him honestly.
"Hmm, but there's no doubt, you're stupid. You didn't answer my question." Said Sandro.
"Oh, I listen to whatever you say with a meek heart because, my tradition states that, saying 'no' to your husband or the one you're about to marry soon is a taboo. You should listen to their opinions. But, if it's not right you have to put a stop to it, which I can't dare do, because you would bring Heaven down to earth. And also, I'd do whatever I can to stop you from booking a ticket to hell, I promise you. If I don't, I'd also commit a sin." Xaviera narrated.
"Your stupid tradition again? Tsw, you have to stop saying those words, 'my tradition'. Are you the only one with traditions? Huh? And you spoke about hell, I'm not doing anything wrong, so I'm not going there. Maybe you'd have a full view of it when you die. You're committing a big sin by marrying me. Because marrying me would make me sin a lot. In that case, you're a temptation." Sandro also spoke.
"You know, the little thing you have in your head, that's what you say. You won't even reserve it for another day, the time you'd need it. As for me, like I said, I'd try my best to prevent you from getting a ticket to hell. Whatever you do, I'd prevent you. I'm gonna be your wife, and I won't like to see you go to hell while I branch to heaven."
Xaviera with her big mouth, she just insulted Sandro without knowing; her trouble is awaiting her.
"What did you say? That I blurt out the little thing in my head?" Sandro asked as he attempted to pull Xaviera's long hair, but, Rafaela appeared from nowhere. As soon as Sandro saw her, he brushed his hair through Xaviera's hair; pretentiously.
"Oh, there you are, we have finished buying the outfits for the rest of the family. I hope you have both gotten what you wanted?" Rafaela asked.
Sandro didn't choose any gown, he spent all the time arguing with Xaviera.
He quickly picked the gown that was hanged, as he told his mother that he had already chosen.
Rafaela nodded and Sandro and Xaviera turned to follow her, to where Carlota and Rosetta where.
They were done with the shopping, it was just left with the payment.
Sandro picked a thong along with him.
Xaviera thanked God that Sandro didn't pull her hair, she'd have spent a full year getting over a headache.