Chapter 1513: Chapter 1513: Forget It
Lester Williams led the salesperson over, and as soon as they entered, they saw the couple sitting on the wicker chairs on the balcony, enjoying the sun in each other’s company.
He found the process of their reconciliation quite baffling. Could it really be true, as the old saying goes, that couples quarrel in bed but make up at the foot of it?
The salesperson worked in the ladies’ fashion store on the cruise, and since she didn’t know Cherry’s preferences, she brought over more than twenty outfits, including evening dresses and casual wear, to show Cherry.
Cherry picked a dark purple vintage beaded embroidered long gown, backless, with a very long skirt, which looked quite noble and elegant.
Gavin Graves said, "This one doesn’t suit you; let’s change to that one."
He pointed to a nude pink dress, also very pretty, with a youthful vibe.
"But I want to look a bit more imposing..." Cherry hesitated, touching the fabric of the pink dress, "Wouldn’t wearing this make me seem timid? Not mysterious at all or impressive..."
Lester Williams couldn’t help but think to himself: Why does wearing a dress need to be so impressive?
Gavin Graves cajoled her, "Not timid, you’ll look very cute, making people want to protect you."
Listening to him, Cherry showed a bashful smile, gazing at him affectionately, "Really?"
"Really." Gavin gently pushed her to go change, as he was accustomed to being reserved, sometimes finding it hard to handle her overly direct gaze.
Cherry went back to her room to change, and Gavin picked out a few more dresses, excluding those with deep V-necks, backless styles, and short skirts.
When the salesperson left, Lester hesitantly asked Gavin, "Sir, are you planning to take the madam back?"
Gavin responded with a faint "Hmm."
Lester pondered for a moment before speaking again, "Madam’s temperament might still require a bit more of your attention..."
Among Lester and the other confidants under Gavin, there was no particular like or dislike towards Cherry; they were indifferent.
They hadn’t had any significant impression of Gavin’s previous girlfriends either.
However, for the identity of "Mrs. Graves," the lady of the Graves Family, beauty, wealth, and background didn’t matter; what they cared about immensely was that she had to prioritize Gavin’s life above all.
After all, this group of people was willing to risk their lives for the interests of the family head.
If the lady of the house were to act indifferent to Gavin potentially losing a hand, how could these people accept it?
Although the taoist priest was eventually proven problematic, what if he hadn’t been? What if he had been a good person?
At that time, Cherry was indeed afraid the taoist priest would heal Gavin, plagued by insecurity, lack of safety, and trust issues—leading her to fall into the taoist priest’s trap, willing to destroy the only hope of healing Gavin rather than allow him to leave her.
From Lester’s standpoint, this was absolutely unacceptable.
Gavin knew this too.
The most painful thing was, when he believed she liked him, he realized her liking might not be the kind he wanted.
It felt like being her puppet, a doll, without a care even if he were broken.
To this day, Gavin doesn’t dare dwell too deeply on how much weight he holds in Cherry’s heart.
In front of other women, he could be confident and composed, but with Cherry, he always seemed to be at her mercy. He wanted to preserve the last shred of male dignity and stay away from her, but no matter how much he circled around, he still ended up in her grasp...
He sighed and said, "Forget it."
Lester: "..."
Cherry’s voice came from the room, "Gavin! Come quickly, the zipper in the back is stuck!"
Gavin chuckled and shook his head, got up, and walked towards the room, sighing deeply, "Just like this then..."
Not knowing if he was speaking to Lester, or convincing himself.