Chapter 1108

Late at night, Holly returned to the hotel with Ignacio. He turned off the car engine and glanced at his wife. She sat there, lost in thought, and held a delicate bag in her arms.

He knew she had met Lorian that day.

Ignacio took the bag and pretended to search through it. He said casually, "Let's see what kind of shirt you bought me today."

There were two shirts inside. One of them was in medium gray and the other in black. Both colors exuded a sense of calm and elegance.

Ignacio gazed at the shirts for a while before asking softly, "Do you like me in these colors?"

Holly snapped out of her reverie. She gently touched the fabric of the shirts and softly replied, "These colors suit you well. I noticed there weren't many like these in your wardrobe, so I bought them for you."

Ignacio smiled warmly, "I really love them! Thank you, Holly."

He pretended to open the car door as if to get out, but Holly held onto his sleeve button. She whispered, "Why did you choose to settle abroad?