The Cherished Wife

"It's not exactly my style. Saint Di's all about prim and proper dresses fit for a demure lady. I'm definitely not that," Rowena grumbled. However, as her eyes landed on a particular dress, she could not help but be drawn in. Noelle caught a glimpse and instantly knew Rowena was smitten. She waved someone over. "Hey, could you help me get one of these?" Noelle flipped through the catalog and pointed at a particular outfit.

The sales associate hesitated, but considering Noelle's apparent connection to Winter, she reluctantly approached. However, her face fell upon seeing the design Noelle was interested in. "Sorry, but that one's not for sale." "Not for sale?" Noelle arched an eyebrow. "Why's that?"

"It's just not, okay? Why all the questions?"

"Hmm." Noelle smiled slyly. "Is this how Saint Di treats its customers?"

"What's going on?" Winter, catching the commotion, snapped her catalog shut and strolled over. "Noelle, show me which one caught your eye."

awkward grimace as she saw the outfit. "Oh Noelle, my bad. I already claimed that one. It's supposed

unable to hold back. "Winter, didn't you say you were gifting us something? Why are you backing

was confrontational, putting Winter in an uncomfortable spot. Winter furrowed her brow. "I... I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. Maybe try looking for another one?" Winter let out a sigh. "Saint

I'm the one giving the gift? I really can't give you this set!" Winter looked genuinely distressed

feeling like Noelle and her friend were seriously lacking in manners, especially since she was already doing them a favor by offering a ride. "Listen up, young lady. My daughter-in-law is giving you a lift because she's nice. You

with this

She's dressed like

Winter might be the face of Saint Di and can get whatever she wants, but that doesn't mean everyone's entitled to what