Love Comes To Me
Chapter 330:Although I am a rested Tiger , you mustn't treat me as a sick cat.

"Ma'am, I didn't mean that, it's that the dress is really not the right size for your child." The guide patiently explained.

But the other party didn't listen at all and continued to yell brutally, "I don't care, I want that set."

The fat woman glared angrily at the shop assistant, "Are you going to take it or not? If you don't, call your shop manager and I'll have her fire you!"

In desperation, the guide had to take the only set of clothes to the fat woman.

"Ma'am, I'm so sorry, you can look at the others." The guide smiled apologetically at Eloise.

Eloise shook her head, "It's fine, you get busy."

She glanced at the fat woman, then turned and headed for the fitting area.

That outfit does look great and suits Solomon, it's just a shame it's so late and the designer's intentions.

Like the shopper said, the dress was indeed small for that fat woman's son, and not just a little.

One can already imagine how that outfit will be spoiled.

What a shame.

Eloise sighed inwardly.

"Mummy."

At the sound of the voice, Eloise immediately looked up and brightened up.

Solomon had already changed and was standing there with a big smile on his boyish face.

It's a simple shirt and jeans, but on him it looks like a custom-made outfit from a big brand.

The light blue colour especially enhances his white skin.

"Does it look good? Mummy." Solomon asked out loud.

Eloise looked back and smiled, "It's especially nice."

"Really?" Solomon turned around, delighted, and surveyed himself in front of the dressing mirror. Looking at him, Eloise couldn't help but feel in her heart that he was indeed Hector's son.

A natural hanger.

"Then I'll take this set." Solomon said, pointing to the clothes on his body.

"Okay, that's the set." Eloise nodded, "And do you want to try anything else?"

"To."

Next, Solomon tried on a few more outfits, all of which looked great on him, better than the little models in the posters on the walls.

Before you know it, the shop is full of customers.

Quite a few were drawn in because they saw Solomon trying on clothes as they walked past the shop entrance.

"That's a good-looking little kid." Someone exclaimed.

"Yes, I pass by here every day and the clothes are so ordinary hanging on the shelves, but they look so good on him... It's true that clothes depend on the person wearing them." "If only my son was as good looking."

Eloise was happy to hear the compliments, but it was a really bad feeling to be surrounded by people.

So she said to Solomon, "Go and change your clothes, buy the bill and then we'll go and replace your daddy."

Hector led them to the children's clothing shop and left, saying he had some business to attend to.

"Good."

Solomon turned around and was about to head for the fitting room when suddenly a dark figure scurried in front of him, blocking his way.

It was the fat woman's son.

He pointed to the clothes Solomon was wearing and said dominantly, "I want this suit on you."

Solomon looked at him and then said, "You can ask your guide sister to get it for you if you want, you won't be able to wear this size on me."

It is indeed unwearable.

The other side is at least as fat as two Solomons.

On hearing this, the little fat man pushed Solomon down with great force.

"Solomon!" exclaimed Eloise, rushing up to check on the situation.

The little fat man pointed at Solomon and said viciously, "I'm telling you, my dad is rich, and you better take the clothes off your back or my dad won't let you off the hook."

At these words, Eloise frowned, angry at heart; how could a child of this age say such things? How on earth had he been brought up in his family.

Solomon had never been bullied like that before and being stubborn too, he grunted and said, "I'm not taking it off."

"If you don't take it off, I'll take it off for you."

The little fat man rushed up and was about to make a move on the strength of his weight.

Eloise pushed him away in a fit of anger and snapped, "Do you know, little friend, that what you're doing is wrong?"

The little chubby boy froze for a moment and then burst into tears with a loud "wow".

Eloise was confused, she hadn't used much force, and her tone was a little harsher, so she wasn't crying.

"Baby, my baby, who's bullying you?"

The fat woman arrived at the sound of his voice and took him heartily into her arms.

"She, she pushed me!" The little chubby man pointed at Eloise and squealed at the fat woman.

The fat woman immediately turned her head and glared over, questioning angrily, "Why did you push him? Why did you do it to a little kid?"

If circumstances hadn't prevented it, Eloise would have wanted to laugh. With such a brutal mother, it's no wonder the children are so bossy too.

She stifled her anger and tried to reason with the other woman, "This lady, it was your son who pushed my son down first, I came over to stop him and just gently pushed him out of the way, nothing more."

"You've pushed him and you say nothing happened. Did you have to hit him to make it count! Huh?" The fat woman yelled in exasperation.

Looking at the hysterical look on the other side, Eloise suddenly calmed down, feeling that it was a waste of time and life to theorise with such a person.

She turned her head and softly discussed with Solomon, "Let's change our clothes and give them to this little brother, shall we?"

Solomon nodded, "Good."

Seeing her ignoring her, the fat woman was even more furious and rushed up to push her, cursing, "What do you mean? What do you take me and my son for?"

Eloise took a deep breath and patiently explained, "This lady, your son wants the clothes on my son, won't I just take them off and give them to him and everything will be settled?"

"What about the time you pushed my son?"

Feeling anger churning violently in her chest, Eloise forced herself to hold back, "I said your son pushed my son first, if we're going to settle this, let's settle this first."

"Huh!" The fat woman laughed coldly twice, "What? Does it mean that you want my son to apologize to your son first?"

Eloise frowned, "Isn't an apology the least of it?"

"No way!" The fat woman said with a particularly arrogant wave of her hand, "There's no way my son will apologise, you're dreaming."

Eloise smiled angrily, "Fine, then there's no way I'm apologising."

If she's so unreasonable, let's not even be reasonable!

When the fat woman heard this, she raised her hand violently and was about to hit her.

Seeing this, the shop assistant rushed up to stop her, "Madam, let's talk properly, don't do anything."

"Get the hell out of my way!" The fat woman pushed the guide away with one hand.

The guide was very thin and was pushed to the ground at once.

The fat woman raised her hand again to strike, and Eloise's eyes flashed with a sharp look.

"Snap!"

The sound of a crisp, loud slap suddenly rang through the shop and everyone was dumbfounded.