Even if Vicky wanted to make some modifications, she would not know where to start. Tyler’s looks and physique concealed any flaws or imperfections in her first design of men’s clothing.

“Very well.” Vicky nodded, then asked, “What do you think?”

As she posed the question, a slight unease flickered within her, making her feel like a child awaiting her exam results.

Tyler walked to the dressing mirror and examined himself.

For a man known for his meticulous pursuit of perfection, he surprisingly revealed a satisfied expression. “Not bad.”

“Really?” Vicky observed the expression on his face. “If something dissatisfies you, please let me know. I can make adjustments. Please don’t force yourself into liking it.”

“I know.” Tyler’s tone was calm. “I won’t force myself to make you happy.”

Vicky trembled slightly, knowing he was already forcing himself for her sake.

of silence, Vicky murmured, “Why don’t you try on some

Tyler spoke, “You’re

“No, I’m not.”

black eyes were sharp and

weariness appeared on her face. “Maybe I’m just tired from spending so much time outside today. I

seemed to be assessing whether she was lying. After a while, his expression softened, and he gently embraced her. “Since you’re tired, let’s head back and rest. I

that Tyler might realize she

Tyler went to

as if he had not forgotten her at all. Had Vicky not found his journal, she might

day, Vicky was on the phone

Hart, I’m sorry, but even if I utilize Theodore’s connections, I can’t find

and said, “It’s fine. Even Tyler and

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