I wasted Leander's precious time by taking my time to choose a perfect dress. Well, I didn't care about the dress but I did care about taking my sweet revenge on him after last night's mishaps. Only if he had let me finish, I wouldn't have been here and he wouldn't have to put everything on hold just to cater to me.

"I look fat in this," I said, running my hands through my belly and legs. It was a short red dress that made my stomach look like I had been surviving on junk food over the past year.

Leander groaned and leaned back in the dressing room.

"Can...