Chapter 40 Welcome Home, Mrs. Sinclair

At the styling studio, Theodore immediately lifted his head from the magazine in his hands the moment Isabella called his name. From the second she appeared, his gaze never left her, full of affection. "You look beautiful," he said. Isabella felt a little embarrassed. She walked to the mirror and stared at her reflection in the expensive gown. It felt like she was looking at a stranger. "This is just a family dinner, right?" she asked. "Do I really have to wear something like this?" "Don't you like it?" Isabella shook her head. "It's not that. I just feel a little out of place. Isn't it too formal?" In her head, family dinner meant sitting around a table with relatives. Even in a big family, it would just be a few crowded tables. But Theodore had her put on an evening gown and even brought a stylist to do her makeup. The last time she dressed up like this was for the company's annual gala "It's not too much," Theodore said. "You look amazing." When they walked out, Caleb and