Isabella Weaver found everything interesting, her enthusiasm was high, and she kept talking to Harry Hunter, asking about this and that.
Harry Hunter had been here countless times before; he never found anything special about this place. Unexpectedly, accompanying Isabella Weaver, he experienced a different feeling—light-hearted and joyful, even sensing the romantic essence of the City of Romance.
Isabella Weaver bought many things: accessories, shoes and socks, hats, dresses. By the time they returned to the hotel, the trunk was nearly full.
The commonality among everything she picked was unique design and beautiful color combinations.
She also bought little gifts for David and a few others based on their personalities and appearances.
Seeing that they all had gifts, Harry Hunter felt dissatisfied after returning to the hotel. He cornered her and asked, "Where's mine?"
Isabella Weaver pretended not to understand, "Your what?"
"My gift? They all got one, how come I didn't?"
