Chapter 686

After the meal, Emilio suggested they check out the first floor, but Ophelia looked worn out. “I barely slept last night,” she said. “I need to rest.”

Her dark circles were impossible to miss. Emilio nodded reluctantly. “I’ll drive you back.”

They skipped the skincare section, but Emilio still bought every set fit for Paloma’s age—including some pricey serums. The salesperson smiled. “Sir, that’s generous. Three people couldn’t use all this.”

“It’s for my aunt,” Emilio said, eyes on Ophelia. “I don’t know what she likes, so I’ll let her try them all.”

The staff caught the hint—future mother-in-law. “Your fiancé’s amazing,” one told Ophelia. “My husband complains if I bring anything home to my parents.”

“He’s not my fiancé,” Ophelia corrected. “Use my card.”