Chapter 168

Serena's lips twitched. What a narcissist. When did she ever say she was picking out clothes for him? "There are mirrors all around—you should take a good look at yourself and figure out what you are and where you stand. I'm choosing a shirt for my boyfriend. What does that have to do with an outsider like you?" She shot Zach a cold glance—only to spot a well-designed shirt nearby that caught her interest. With his broad shoulders and tapered waist, Hugh would look great in it. So she walked straight past Zach, bumping into his shoulder as she made her way over. Zach staggered a step back, the light in his eyes instantly dimming. Just as Serena was about to reach for the shirt—Wendy grabbed it first. "Serena, looks like we have similar taste! What a coincidence—I also like this one. I think it'll suit Zach perfectly." Serena's hand froze in midair. A moment ago, she thought the shirt looked nice. Now, just because it was associated with Zach, she suddenly found it utterly repu