Hunt A CEO Husband For My Mommy

Chapter 53 Wrong Pajamas

Chapter 53 Wrong Pajamas

Austin couldn't help but want to win Freya's heart because she looked so enticingly wild whenever she got angry.

"You..." Freya said as she saw no alternative.

She paused for a moment before saying, "Wait! The supermarket is still open! I can go downstairs and get you some pajamas. I'll go get them for you right away!"

"No, I wouldn't wear them even if you bought them for me. You don't have to waste your money on that." Austin said with a raised eyebrow, as he was adamant about his point of view.

Freya muttered. "You'll have to wear it after I buy it."

She then grabbed her bag and headed out the door.

"Is the supermarket downstairs? Is it just in this neighborhood?" Austin asked, puzzled. He feared she would be in danger if she went out at night on her own.

"It's downstairs. What's the problem? So you want to go, too? No, you need to keep an eye on your son." Freya said as she pushed open the door.

"Be careful," Austin said.

Freya stood there in stunned silence after closing the door. "What was going on? Did he just remind me to be careful?" she wondered.

Freya lived in a reasonably decent residential area where life was made easier by a large supermarket.

After getting into the supermarket, Freya found no fancy pajamas for Austin because all were ordinary.

Freya had never purchased men's pajamas before. While she was choosing pajamas for Austin, a sales assistant approached her and asked, "May I help you, madame? How tall is your husband?"

Freya flushed immediately. She waved her hand in denial and said, "He's not my husband."

"Oh! Then how tall is he?"

"About six feet," Freya replied after careful consideration. She didn't know how tall Austin was, but she knew he always stood out in the crowd.

"In that case, go with the large option! It certainly fits for him."

The pajamas were plain gray with no patterns. Freya touched the pajamas with her hands and found it felt comfortable, so she nodded and said, "OK! I'll take this."

Freya walked upstairs after paying for it. She thought, "How could he spend so much time eating and sleeping at my house? He is the richest person in town, not me!"

Freya soon arrived home. She noticed Austin sitting on the couch, watching videos on her iPad, as soon as she opened the door with her key.

Freya's first thought was to recall whether or not there was any porn on her iPad.

Austin appeared to be watching a funny video because he occasionally laughed. Freya said as she handed him the pajamas, "Here you go. It's a nice pair of pajamas, and it doesn't smell bad. How about you try it on?"

"Do you really love watching such tasteless movies?" Austin asked, looking up at her.

Freya noticed from the screen that he was watching the comedy film she had just watched before she left home. She grunted and said, "Do you think I have no taste? Then why are you still watching it?"

Austin put down the iPad and took up the pajamas she had bought him. He hadn't worn clothes of such low quality since he was a kid, but he decided to wear them tonight since she had bought them for him late at night.

"Do you want to take your shower now?" Austin asked. There was only one bathroom in this apartment, and he realized how pitifully small it was after he went there. He found it a little difficult to turn around after he stood in the bathroom, making him wonder if he should get her a bigger house.

Freya never complained that her house was small. She was only a designer, so she thanked God when she received a free apartment.

"You go first!" Freya replied. She decided to take her shower after he went back to his room.

"So, where should I spend the night tonight?"

"You take the bed, and I'll take the couch." Freya quickly replied.

"Are you sure you don't want to sleep with me? You won't regret it." Austin said, flashing an evil grin.

Freya glared at him, saying, "Don't even think about it! Hurry up and take a shower."

Austin entered the bathroom in his pajamas while Freya sat on the couch and resumed watching the movie where he had left off. She realized that despite complaining about the movie's taste, he watched it for more than ten minutes.

After hearing the sound of water from the bathroom, Freya immediately put on her headphones so she wouldn't hear anything she shouldn't.

About fifteen minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Austin came rushing out in a rage. Freya noticed that Austin was wearing the gray pajamas she had bought him. The top fit him, but the pants were much too short, making him appear ridiculous.

Freya looked up and saw Austin staring at her angrily, so she quickly removed her headphones and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"Is this the pajamas you bought me?" Austin asked, pointing to his calf.

Freya almost burst out laughing after looking down at his leg. She covered her mouth with her hand, but her eyes told him she was laughing.

"How dare you laugh at me?" Austin was humiliated because she was the first to dare to make fun of him.

Freya bit her lower lip and forced herself to stop laughing before asking nervously, "How tall are you?"

"6 feet 3," Austin replied, his teeth clenched.

Freya questioned him, saying, "Are you really that tall? I thought you were only six feet tall."

Austin immediately became irritated. "You can't even buy pajamas that fit me, so you can't blame me for doing this," he snorted after a brief pause.

He then unbuttoned his pajamas with his long, slender fingers.

Freya shouted anxiously, "Hey! What are you doing? Can't you just put up with it? You're only going to wear it for one night."

"I never settle for second best ever in my life because I want the best of everything." Austin unbuttoned his pajamas, removed his clothes, and tossed them in the laundry basket. He quickly removed the pants he would never forget in his entire life before Freya could say anything.

Freya thought he was going to strip naked, so she covered her eyes and yelled angrily, "Austin, you pervert!"

When Austin noticed her covering her eyes, he said, "Don't worry, you're so lucky to see my stuff."

Freya shouted in anger, "Don't think too highly of yourself! No, I'd rather not see that." Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"I'm very confident in that." Austin laughed as he folded his arm.

Freya had had enough of talking about it with him, so she made a stop motion. "Stop! That's enough of this conversation. I'm sorry I bought the wrong pajamas. You're free to sleep in my room tonight! I'll change the sheets tomorrow."

Austin was irritated by her attitude once more after hearing her words. "You think I'll make your sheets dirty, don't you?"

Freya looked up and noticed that he was looking at her with a wary expression, as if he were a dangerous beast. She thought, "I'll be screwed If I dare to say what I really think!"

"My sheets are dirty because I haven't washed them in a long time. I'll wash it tomorrow." Freya explained.

Instead of satisfying Austin, her explanation made him more aware of the fact that she genuinely thought his sheets were dirty.