"Don't force yourself, Gale."

"Not forced." Gale took a deep breath. "Go out first. I can manage on my own."

Shawn's smile deepened as he lifted her hand, placing the nightgown in her palm.

"I'm looking forward to it, Gale."

Gale looked at him, feeling like a lamb ready for slaughter. Especially now, with Shawn wearing glasses, he exuded a more refined air. This style suited him quite well!

After speaking, Shawn walked out. Five minutes later, the door of the dressing room slowly opened. Sh