Jack had been working until eleven o'clock at night.
He went upstairs and found that the light in Dottie's room was still on. So, he went over and knocked on the door, "Dottie, are you asleep?"
Dottie slowly came over to open the door and muffled, "No, what's up?"
"I just come to say that there were only three dress photos you sent me. I think they're fine. How about going to another store?" Jack took his phone and looked again at the pictures she sent over today.
"No. Just choose one from them." Dottie was already upset, and her tone wasn't kind as well.
"Why? The wedding dress is very important. How can you just choose randomly..." Jack looked at her expression and asked tentatively.
