A Love Rekindled (Nancy and Bruce) novel Chapter 61

Upon seeing this, Cindy shot me a guilty look. "I'm sorry, Nance. We didn't mean to take from you. Bruce just wanted me to try it out. If you like it, I… I won't try it on."

She lowered her head, and tears began to form in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Kate remained silent throughout.

Feeling the slight pain in my ankle, I couldn't help but furrow my brow at Douglas. "It's a bit tight around the waist and doesn't feel comfortable to wear."

I was speaking the truth, but I was also hinting at him to let this matter go.

Douglas paused. "Then let's look around a little more."

With this compromise, the farce ended.

As we left the store, I heard Cindy whining from behind, "I have plenty of clothes. Don't waste your money, Bruce. Pick something for Aunt Kate."

She was acting like an understanding woman. No wonder Bruce was willing to please her even when it meant taking a blow on his reputation.

After the incident, none of us felt like continuing to shop.

Then, when Jackson saw the many bags that Jackson was carrying, he insisted on giving him a ride.

After getting out of the car, Jackson looked despondent and hesitated before asking, "Nance, are you still in contact with the Harold family?"

It seemed like he'd recognized Kate even though they'd only met once.

But Kate clearly had no impression of him.

I didn't want to worry Jackson and lied, saying, "Not really."

"Is that so?" Jackson obviously didn't believe me.

So, I quickly forced a smile. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

Jackson didn't say much more after that. But before leaving, I noticed the anxiety and unease hidden in his gaze.

Suddenly, I felt like a jerk.

I coughed awkwardly. "I'm almost home. I'll take care of it myself."

Douglas paused for a moment before sighing. Then, he brought me back to my place and patiently helped me to the door.

"You should ice it and apply the medicine later. And don't move around too much," he reminded me. "Call me immediately if anything happens."

Douglas was considerate enough not to come in, and his gentlemanly display left a good impression on me.

10 minutes later, I sat on the couch icing my ankle and doing some work.

Then, when I refreshed my Facebook feed, I unintentionally saw Cindy's post.

"I felt like a princess surrounded by her loved ones."

Attached to the text was a picture of a bunch of branded gifts, and among them, I immediately spotted a familiar shopping bag.

It seemed that Bruce had indeed bought the coat for Cindy.