Chapter 279

　　Tabitha's POV 　　Joanna stood behind me, looking curious as I hesitated for a long time. 　　She shot me a confused look and asked, "Ms. Hartley, anything wrong with these clothes?" 　　"No, Joanna, the clothes are nice. It's just that they remind me of my past, and it stings a bit," I replied softly, trying to conceal the turmoil in my heart. 　　Joanna had no clue about the history between Derek and me, so obviously, she couldn't understand how I was feeling right now. 　　To her, I might have just been an unfortunate lady. But to me, those were unforgettable memories. 　　"Why don't you pick one for me?" I averted my gaze from those once familiar clothes, which could only make me feel awkward now. 　　They were a cruel reminder, telling me again and again that I was no longer the carefree Luna, but a woman who had been tortured. 　　Joanna stood in front of the wardrobe, glancing through the clothes while muttering, "Ms. Hartley, you have a great figure and good looks. Plus, your skin is fair. Y