Perfect Match

The Horton family had been bustling since the morning.

When Keira woke up and stepped out, she saw Lewis unexpectedly not off to work early, but sitting on the living room sofa.

She stretched languidly and sauntered over, raising an eyebrow to ask, "Don't you need to go to the office today?"

She had just woken up. Her well-rested cheeks were glowing and shiny without any makeup. Her skin was fair, and her lips were plump and red.

In her loungewear, she was the very picture of relaxed comfort.

Lewis withdrew his gaze, glanced at the time, and said indifferently, "I have a meeting at ten, something to take care of at three in the afternoon, and I'll be back by the dinner party."

Keira nodded. "Then why aren't you leaving yet?"

Lewis cleared his throat and stood up. "Grandma wants us to try on the clothes first."

Keira blinked in surprise, "Huh?"