Seeing a man walk in, several customers were initially stunned, then upon seeing his face, they were even more frozen in place, like they'd been struck by an acupuncture point, unable to move.
Henry Dales stood there too, feeling a bit at a loss.
Being stared at by a crowd of women made him falter and his face grew increasingly red.
He was there to pick out lingerie for Scarlett Yates.
Last night, it had been almost dawn, and the clothing stores were closed, so he couldn't buy clothes to change into.
The sleepwear Scarlett was wearing belonged to Elina.
Outer clothes can be borrowed, but intimate wear is a different matter.
"Sir, are you picking out lingerie for your wife?" The clerk, feeling sorry for Henry Dales as he was stared down by a group of women, couldn't bear to see his embarrassed hands unsure of where to go, and took the initiative to help him out.
