A gift for Andrew?
"Why not?" Andrew took the box from her hand. "Isn't it for me?"
"How is that for you?" Rachael frowned and tried to take it away from it but he refused to give it to her.
"Well, you are going to wear it for me so technically, it's for me," he grinned. He couldn't wait to see her in it.
Elsa would surely get a big reward for giving his wife such a lovely gift.
"Who said I am going to wear it?" She quickly looked away. She didn't want him to see her face that was burning with embarrassment.
He raised his brows. "If not for me, who will you wear it for?" When she did not say anything, he started digging the box again, taking out whatever he could get his hands on.
"Andrew, stop looking into it." Rachael took the box away and started shoving everything inside.
"Wait—I wanna see what else is in it." He wanted to chase her but seeing how flustered she already was, he decided against it.
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[Inside the closet]