Chapter 100

• Olivia seemed busy checking each evening gown hanging in the closet. She pulled out almost all of them and then held them up against her slim body while taking another look in the mirror. She was deep in thought, trying to decide which one was appropriate for the party tonight.
• Meanwhile, Tristan, sitting on the sofa, watched from a distance. He shook his head as he saw his wife, who had been at it for over 30 minutes, still unable to choose a gown.
• "Olivia... how long are you going to stand there?" Tristan asked, looking increasingly bored. He had even resorted to playing with his phone, scrolling through various social media pages to pass the time. "I've been waiting for you for over half an hour. What exactly are you looking for that has you so flustered?"