Chapter 12:

A fool, no matter how handsome they think, no one dares to like him.

Being handsome can't be turned into food; a young, handsome man with a lot of money is the one woman always wants.

That's why the first look of awe and admiration turned into agreement and ridicule. What a pity; such a beautiful face belongs to an idiot.

Demi Moore held Ace's hand a little tighter; she gave a bitter smile; everyone has to make it so obvious. She didn't want to take Ace out again so that he would be subjected to these sarcastic approving glances; her heart ached, like being pricked by a needle, gently stabbing a little bit back a little bit.

Demi Moore looked at Ace, only to see him pursing his lips, his handsome face turned cold. She grabbed his hand and pulled him to the back of the store; she only had enough money to buy things there.

The shopkeepers looked indifferent; seeing the clothes was enough to know that they were just ordinary people who couldn't buy anything expensive; Demi Moore didn't even notice; she just wanted to buy Ace some clothes more. After buying things, she still had to take him to the hospital to check, and she wanted to know what happened to him, why he became like this, and where his last memory went.

She wanted to know, so she couldn't think about things in this place anymore.

Demi Moore chooses a few clothes, not expensive but looks pretty good; she buys a whole set: a jacket, shirt, pants, and shoes are all accepted.

She pointed to the changing room, gave Ace's clothes, gently smiled, and smiled like a cool breeze, breaking the heart.

'Go instead.' Her lips moved.

Nodding slightly, Ace hugged his clothes tightly in his lap; his eyes felt swollen and highly uncomfortable. He pursed his lips and walked towards the dressing room, a specter resting on his face, seemingly able to see where the bottom of his eye suddenly had some clarity.

Close the door, the mirror in the room

The change of clothes reflects the image of a man with a flawless face; he has the stereoscopic five senses of a hybrid, his lips are thin and perfect, his chin is curved and happy, but the most beautiful are still blue eyes over there, in this place it's scarce… wonder why a man with such an excellent appearance, his eyes are so enchanting?

Bowing his head, he looked at the clothes in his lap, the corners of his lips curled up; these are the clothes she bought for him; it's been a long time since he wore a new set of clothes, he can't remember clearly, but. is there now?

He turned toward the mirror, quickly trying on his new outfit.

Demi Moore chose a few more things, even though this is the cheapest area, but it is still too high for her. But the man she picked up only had two empty hands; she couldn't buy him a set.

At this time, someone came in from the door, and she heard the waitress say, 'Welcome you.' Smile a little; the treatment is different. But she didn't want to pay attention to those little things and continued to choose clothes; her fingers stopped for a moment, thinking that if Ace wore these clothes, he would be very handsome.

His body is inherently beautiful; perhaps he is only a little thin due to not eating enough for a long time.

And now she was facing the door, obviously didn't know who had just entered.

Mary Wickes cordially took Tom Hulce by the hand and led him into the store where she frequented. Looking at the place closest to the door, this is the VIP area of this shop; the value of clothes is, of course, not an 'expensive' word that can be imagined.

"Tom, let's go in." She raised her head to look at the handsome man and felt incredibly smug in the eyes of those admirers; this man was hers. One such successful person was her man, Mary Wickes.

Moreover, only she is worthy of him.

"YES." The man spoke calmly; his face was still extremely calm, and his lips were slightly pursed, making him look even colder. He let Mary Wickes pull his hand at will and narrowed his eyes. He didn't want to buy clothes; there were so many, so many, that he didn't wear them all, but if she wanted to, he would. There's also no reason to refuse.

Who said he loves her?

Mary Wickes took Tom Hulce by the hand and walked to the front area; she looked at the suits individually. This place has a lot of purely handcrafted Italian goods; of course, its price cannot be low.

Her hand went through each outfit, finally choosing a dark blue one, trying to compare it with a man's body, smiling very satisfied. Tom Hulce's gaze sank a bit, another girl also made this move, but her smile was only in her eyes.

Why did he remember her now, the girl who had left him for a long time?

She loved him, he knew, but he'd always taken it for granted. Unlike now, next to the person he loves, why does his heart unintentionally remember another girl, his ex-wife?

"Tom, what do you think of this set? It's beautiful, isn't it?" Mary Wickes compared the man's clothes for a long time, thinking that when he put them on, she couldn't help but smile like a flower, but her gaze sank a little bit at the suit in her hand, his ex-wife bought this. Well, in the future, all his clothes will be purchased by her; she wants to erase all traces of the other person.

She didn't like him wearing the clothes she bought and couldn't stand the room she slept in that smelled of her. Although she had changed all the furniture there, she felt highly uncomfortable every time she looked at the other closet. Yes, she is the third, but she will soon become his wife, although he still has no intention of marrying her.

Without a person named Demi Moore, their relationship changed from shady to bright, but still, he treated her the same way, not progressing a bit. He was still very fond of her, but it was not enough for her.

She wanted more, more and more.

But he became more and more difficult to understand; thinking about this, her eyes were somewhat deep.

"Hey, you, pack this suit for me." Mary Wickes turned, hiding all the meaning in her eyes, then smiled softly at Tom Hulce like a meek wife.

"Tom, can we buy it? I'm sure you'll look great in it."

Now she has taken care of him as a real wife, but she will also quickly replace the other's position, becoming the girl standing next to him, not his mistress.

"I'll see how I do it." The man's gaze froze slightly, clearly not interested in this.

Tom Hulce stared at the clothes on his body; his eyes were cold for a few parts; he didn't like things like this. Moreover, his clothes were too much, so for him to add a good set one set makes no difference; it's just that if she wants to, it's up to her.

Mary Wickes smiled, turned around, and began to choose her clothes. The sales girls admire this handsome and beautiful couple and occasionally graciously introduce the latest models; of course, you can tell at a glance that these are two fat goats, so it must serve them well; the more feathers you can pluck, the better.

Because this fur is made of gold.

Demi Moore chose a few second-hand clothes, not expensive, so of course, not beautiful, but she could only afford these things. Turning around, as soon as he lifted his gaze, he saw two people standing not far away. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, bit her lip, and felt a little pain for a long time, clutching a few clothes in her heart and constantly shaking.

Like a leaf withered in the middle of the autumn sky, it will fall in the blink of an eye.

Can't think of seeing each other again in this situation? She smiled bitterly and shook her head; without a voice, there would be no need to cover her mouth; she could no longer make a sound of exclamation.

Putting her hand down, she looked at the two people in front of her in a daze; it was indeed a handsome man and a beautiful woman, the man was staring at the girl, and the girl was gently comparing the clothes on him.

They are a lovely couple.

This is the difference between loving and not loving!

In the past, she used to go alone to buy clothes for him; if he went together once in a while, he would be very impatient, always saying there was no time. She was the one who tied him up in the past.

Bowing her head, she felt a bitter taste in her throat, slowly rising to her eyes. Accidentally placing her hand on her stomach, her child was gone.

That little life that was still unknown to him had to leave...

Tom Hulce let Mary Wickes choose clothes; for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, constantly feeling that someone was looking at him; even that person's eyes made his heart beat a little faster, not clear. What is this feeling?

Turning around, he looked everywhere; his eyes were extremely sharp, shooting out two cold lights. There were not many people in the shop, except for the sales staff; there was only one customer; his eyes stayed on Demi Moore for half a second, then moved away again; Demi Moore was now much thinner than before. After having a miscarriage, she had to work so hard that she didn't have any meat left on her body. Moreover, she always bowed her head, so even though they had been married for two years, Tom Hulce did not recognize her for a moment.