Chapter 47 Plain Colors Are Not Suitable for You
As Michelle turned away, she blinked rapidly, trying to hold back tears. “Just being here with you again, I feel so lucky. Last night… I’ll just pretend it was a dream.”
The more she said that, the more uncomfortable Anthony felt.
It was as if she knew exactly how to push his buttons. Without missing a beat, she made a move to leave.
But, just as expected, the moment she took a step, Anthony grabbed her wrist.
“I’ll take responsibility for this,” he said, his voice rough, almost too quiet.
A sly smile tugged at Michelle’s lips, but as she looked up at him, her eyes filled with a fresh wave of hurt. “What did you just say?”
“I said, I’ll take responsibility for it,” Anthony repeated, his voice strained.
At his words, Michelle instantly closed the distance, throwing herself into his arms, holding him tightly.
“I knew it,” she whispered into his chest. “You still love me,
Chapter 47 Plain Colors Are Not Suitable fo… Anthony. Thank you… thank you for giving me a second chance.”
Anthony gritted his teeth, feeling an undeniable mix of emotions. Slowly, his arms came around her, pulling her in tighter.
2/8
Meanwhile, Abigail’s task for the day was to accompany Felix to a business gala.
The host of the event had been Felix’s client during a particularly high–stakes case that had ended in a victory.
Ever since, the client had entrusted all their company’s legal affairs to Felix’s firm, making them a very important client.
The gala was a formal affair, where everyone was expected to dress in suits and gowns.
After finishing work in the morning, Felix took Abigail to a design studio in the afternoon.
He chose a deep burgundy suit, impeccably tailored, giving him an air of understated elegance.
His hair was simply styled, exposing his forehead, a look that Abigail thought suited him perfectly.
His forehead had always struck her as handsome, and seeing it now gave him a bright, refreshing appearance.
After some careful preparation, Felix walked over to Abigail,
Chapter 47 Plain Colors Are Not Suitable fo…
3/8
who couldn’t help but pause for a moment when she saw him.
“Well, what do you think?” he asked.
Abigail nodded. “It’s perfect.”
Felix then raised an eyebrow. “I brought you here, so why haven’t you picked out something for yourself?”
Abigail hesitated. “I’m your assistant. I don’t need to dress up like this.”
“Of course you do,” he said with a smirk. “Otherwise, people might think I can’t even afford to buy my assistant a proper dress.”
With that, he plopped down on the couch, crossing his legs. “Hurry up. Pick something, and I want to see how it looks on you.”
Reluctantly, Abigail agreed, although she wasn’t thrilled about the task.
She remembered the last time she wore a formal gown—it had been at her wedding with Anthony.
After they got married, she’d focused on taking care of their home and rarely went out.
Even at business events, Anthony would often take Michelle instead of her.
4/8
Chapter 47 Plain Colors Are Not Suitable fo… Abigail walked into the women’s dress section and, as her eye scanned the sea of beautiful gowns, she felt a strange sense of nostalgia.
It was a familiar yet foreign feeling.
She chose a simple, cold–toned dress–nothing memorable, just like the quiet, understated style she had adopted in recent years.
It reflected her current state, more subdued and reserved.
She stepped out to show Felix, but as soon as he glanced up, he frowned and shook his head. “Abigail, where did you get the idea that this cold, minimalist style suits you?”
Abigail was caught off guard by his bluntness, her mouth opening but no words coming out.
She used to love bold, eye–catching colors. She remembered vividly, back at her graduation, when she wore a striking red dress that turned heads.
But after she married Anthony, he had said he preferred her in simple, clean looks, with fresh, soft colors.
So she had given up the vibrant hues, slowly forming a habit of simplicity.
But had she really embraced it because it suited her?
Or had she just done it for him?
Chapter 47 Plain Colors Are Not Suitable fo… Felix tapped his finger thoughtfully against his chin, giving Abigail a long, appraising look.
“You’re beautiful, no doubt, but there’s nothing new here. Abigail, think again–what is it you truly like?”
5/8
Relegated to reconsider her choice, Abigail took a deep breath and, just as she exhaled, her gaze was caught by a deep burgundy gown worn by a mannequin.
The dress shimmered, its cut bold and daring.
It was a strapless floor–length gown with a slight flare at the hem that grazed the ankles, offering a silhouette that was both elongating and comfortable to move in.
The waist had an intricate cut–out design, subtly revealing the curves of her waist.
Delicate lace was embellished with diamonds, drawing the eye to the waistline in a way that felt both seductive and elegant.
For a brief moment, Abigail felt a wave of nostalgia. If this had been before her marriage, she knew she would’ve been immediately drawn to it, without hesitation.
But now, after so long of wearing more muted colors, she hesitated. It felt unfamiliar, like a version of herself she’d left behind.
As she stared at the gown, the saleswoman immediately approached, noticing where Abigail’s gaze had landed.
Chapter 47 Plain Colors Are Not Suitable fo
6/6
“You have great taste, miss,” the woman and with a bright le “This gown is a special design by our in home designer, and it’s the only one. The best part? 11 matches the suit the gentleman is wearing over there,”
The saleswoman’s enthusiasm grew. “And look at your waist! With your figure, this dream will really highlight your waist and hips, showing off your curves perfectly,”
Abigail felt a flicker of doubt, but eventually, the woman’s praise won her over. She decided to try it on.
Ten minutes later, Abigail stood in front of the mirror, staring at herself in the red dress. For a moment, everything around her seemed to blur, and she had to blink several times to bring herself back to reality.
When she refocused, she saw Felix had walked in.
“So, what do you think?” she asked.
Felix circled her, his eyes scanning every detail before he nodded in approval.
“Abigail, remember this: solid colors aren’t your thing. You need something bolder, something vibrant that matches your energy. Don’t dress like you’re trying to fade into the background at your age—you’re in your twenties!”
Abigail felt a strange sensation, as if she had just been scolded, even though his words were oddly encouraging.
Chapter 47 Plain Colors Are Not Suitable fo… She wasn’t quite sure why, but she didn’t dislike the feeling.
7/8
The stylist applied a heavier makeup look to complement the dress, and Abigail’s hair was styled up to showcase her slender. neck and graceful collarbones.
The transformation was complete, and it was time to head to the gala.
Felix drove, with Abigail in the passenger seat, both making their way toward the event.
Just then, Abigail’s phone rang. It was Amy.
“Abigail, I think I’m in trouble,” Amy’s voice sounded anxious.
Abigail’s heart dropped. “What happened?”
Amy sighed on the other end. “Well, I stayed out a little late last night, and it’s a long story, but… when I was walking back from the bar around 1 a.m., I heard someone vomiting from a nearby alley.”
At first, Amy had considered just walking past, but as she turned to leave, someone grabbed her arm.
When she looked down, the person was already so drunk they collapsed into her arms.
“I was so freaked out, I tried to push them away, but then I saw who it was. It was Justin!”
Chapter 47 Plain Colors Are Not Suitable fo…
8/8
“Wait–what? The guy who was holding his liquor for you last night?” Abigail said in disbelief.
“Yeah,” Amy replied, still sounding stunned. “I thought he could handle his alcohol, but then, there he was, completely passed out. So, not knowing what else to do, I took him home in a cab.”
“Good thing it was Justin, though,” Amy added, as if the name alone should explain everything. “The police guy. Heroic, reliable.”
