Rebirth: Love me Again

Chapter 136 Mother-Daughter Bonding, Fay Style

ANNOUNCEMENT

: Just a quick note! This story is a slow-burn romance, so there won't be any mature content until Eve makes her choice for a partner.

We're all about

consent (Kinda)

and healthy relationships here, so no worries—things will heat up, but only when it's the right time.

Thanks for your patience, everyone! The R-18 content will come, but let's let it build!

Hope you still continue to support the story until that chapter comes.

All the loves to you, (づ ᴗ _ᴗ)づ♡

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[EVE]

"What's wrong, Eve? Something not to your liking?" Leanna asked, watching as I examined the endless rows of dresses on display.

"No, no, not at all," I quickly reassured her. "There's just so much to choose from, I don't even know where to start!"

It was true—everywhere I looked, there were beautiful dresses, jackets, skirts, and blouses, all calling my name. I felt like a kid in a candy store, only this candy was worth more than my entire monthly rent.

Leanna's eyes twinkled with a knowing smile. "Oh, I can relate." She chuckled softly, and I couldn't help but laugh with her.

Just as I was starting to feel more at ease, she waved her hand, and a small army of store staff appeared at her command.

"We'll get all of them," she declared with a grin, and the staff chimed in unison, "Yes, ma'am!"

I froze for a moment. "Wait, what?" I stammered, not sure if I'd heard her right.

Leanna smiled, her eyes narrowing playfully. "I'm sure everything will look wonderful on you. Don't worry, it's my treat today."

My eyes widened in panic. "Oh no, you really don't have to—"

She just waved her hand dismissively, cutting me off with a warm, motherly smile that made me feel both comforted and utterly helpless. "Don't be so modest, Eve. Women your age should have a wardrobe that's ready for any occasion. It's essential."

Leanna gasped dramatically, placing a hand on her chest. "A bag collector! I love it! I've been getting into bags myself lately. Let's do some more shopping, then!"

My stomach did a flip. But I managed to smile through my panic as Leanna began directing the staff again. "Bring out the latest bag collections. All of them."

The staff responded immediately, moving quickly to display rows of luxurious bags that looked like they belonged in a fashion show rather than a store.

As I followed Leanna deeper into the store, I couldn't help but laugh nervously. This was insane—who needed

this

many bags, shoes, and dresses?

Leanna turned to me, grinning. "I think we'll get along just fine, Eve."

I tried to laugh, but inside, I was practically screaming for help.

"By the way . . . ," she said with a kind smile. "How about jewelry?"

I froze.

". . ."

Please . . .

someone help me!

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After what felt like hours of shopping, we were finally done. Leanna looked as fresh as a daisy, as though she'd just stepped out of a spring morning, while I, on the other hand, felt like a wilting flower under the scorching sun.

I was soo tired all of a sudden.

There were staff everywhere, carrying bags upon bags, as we approached Cole, who was lounging on the couch, casually scrolling through his phone.

When he finally glanced up at us, I swear I saw him smirking behind that mask of indifference. "I see you've emptied the store, Mother."

"Oh, don't be silly," she replied with a soft laugh. "We only bought half the store . . . and it's all for Eve, so it's fine. I can just ask your father to replenish everything."

She waved a hand, dismissing the entire ordeal as if we hadn't just single-handedly cleared out an entire section of the shop. Then, turning to us, she chirped, "Let's go! Let's have lunch. I'm starving!"

Cole and I could only stand there, watching as Leanna breezed ahead, a train of staff trailing behind her like a royal entourage.