Chapter 148 Can We Have a New One Made

The ride back was suffocatingly silent. Evelyn sat rigidly in the passenger seat, biting her lip so hard it ached. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and her chest was heavy with frustration. She kept sneaking glances at Hansel, but he never broke his gaze from the road ahead. The sharp lines of his face were taut, offering her not a single flicker of acknowledgment. She could no longer hold back. Her voice trembled with tears as she finally said, "Hansel, I really can't wear that gown. Can you talk to them? Can we have a new one made? I don't care how much it costs— just not that one..." Hansel's mind drifted and caught on the image of Nancy in the starlight gown. She was cold, flawless, and untouchable, like a goddess beyond his reach. She was unlike anyone he had ever known, and she would remain forever out of his grasp. "Fine," he replied absentmindedly. Evelyn's eyes lit up instantly. She knew Hansel still cared for her. However, her relief barely had time to bloom before his icy