Chapitre 92: A Little Bothered

My face immediately grimaced when I saw it—a champagne-colored dress with a V-neck design that was a little too low for me, and the back was in the same V shape, just deeper than the front, reaching up to the… well, near the buttocks.

"Who in the world would wear this kind of dress at a kid's birthday party? Ugh," I groaned at the ridiculousness of the matter. "It's basically backless and ALMOST frontless! All the cloth are on the sides and the skirt! I can't believe my stylist even added this to the list of choices. Ughhhh… what a headache."

Eun-Woo grabbed the phone off my hands to see it for himself, and he laughed afterward—while driving.

"Hey! Eyes on the road!" I reprimanded him and took the phone back.

"THAT is one sexy dress," he chuckled. "I wouldn't mind seeing you on that—though maybe not at a party. Other men might gawk at you."