Chapter twelve

Sasha stepped out of the bathroom while thinking of what to wear, she rummaged her wardrobe but wasn't satisfied with any of the cloths there, her eyes kept drifting to the walk-in closet and the rack filled with lady wears. No no, Sasha, don't go there, she cautioned herself. She opened one of the boxes she came back with and brought out some of her old wears but none of them seem to be the right thing to wear. Her eyes drifted to the walk-in closet again and she bit her lower lip.

Of course, this will be the right time to get him to talk, why should she be afraid? She is his wife, why should he be keeping female wears and she is not allowed to touch them? How possible? After seeing through her reasons, she got up still wrapped in a towel and walked into the closet. She reached the rack and wowed again, she strongly believes there is only one piece of each gowns in the world, she touched a red long gown and immediately fell in love.

She brought it out and walked to the