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My girlfriend is proud and cold, she has never been kind to me. We have been together for three years, and whenever I accidentally touch her, she would humiliate herself by shedding tears. I thought she was pure and precious, so I loved her even more, but then she slept with her childhood friend. On the eve of our engagement, she wanted to buy a car, but I got into a car accident while picking her up. When I called her, I heard her childhood friend's voice saying, "This Ferrari is just okay, barely acceptable!" My girlfriend comforted him gently and then impatiently yelled at me, "You're such a useless person! Forget it, just send me 2 million yuan, Xander brother is almost ready to pick up the car." I closed my eyes in despair. When I opened them again, I was back to the day when Noreen wanted to buy a car. I rushed to the 4S store to witness their ugly behavior.
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
My girlfriend was always aloof and indifferent, never showing me any warmth. We had been together for three years, and even the slightest accidental touch would make her tear up as if deeply offended. I thought she was pure and virtuous, so I cherished and loved her even more. But then, she turned around and ended up in bed with her childhood friend.
On the eve of our engagement, she wanted to buy a car. When I went to pick her up, I got into a car accident. I called her, but it was her childhood friend who answered: "This Ferrari is just average, barely acceptable!"
My girlfriend gently comforted him, then impatiently yelled at me, "You're such a loser! Never mind, just transfer another two million to me. Xander still needs a bit more for the car."
I closed my eyes in despair. When I opened them again, I found myself back on the day Noreen wanted to buy the car. I couldn't wait to rush to the dealership to see their disgraceful behavior.
"Why are you dawdling? Aren't you here yet?!" Her sharp voice almost pierced my eardrums. I had been reborn, back to the day Noreen wanted to buy the car. In my previous life, it was because of this phone call that I lost focus and crashed into a large truck on the side of the road.
This time, I ignored her yelling and hung up the phone, carefully avoiding the truck. Buy a car? Ha, two broke people daring to step into a Ferrari dealership. I floored the gas pedal and sped to the dealership, eager to see how they would embarrass themselves.
As soon as I arrived at the dealership, I saw a Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance. It was a gift from my dad when I graduated. After receiving the car, Noreen had always been the one driving it, while I drove a company business car.
I parked next to the Rolls-Royce and got out of the car. A manager-looking person came out of the showroom. "Hey, that Volkswagen can't park here! Only luxury cars come and go here, you can't afford to scratch them!"
I pointed at the Rolls-Royce. "Isn't he afraid of scratches?"
"Their annual insurance alone could buy your car. Move it to the back lot!"
The back lot was two kilometers away. "Is this how you treat customers?"
The manager gave me a once-over. "You look like you can't afford anything here. You're just here to take pictures for Moments, right? I've seen plenty like you. Move along, move along!"
I looked down at my cheap T-shirt and ripped jeans. I did indeed look nothing like a rich second-generation heir.
I had no choice. My family gave me a monthly allowance of 150,000 dollars, all of which I spent on Noreen. She insisted on carrying limited-edition bags. A single Hermès crocodile skin Birkin bag cost 100,000 dollars. She said she needed matching clothes, so I went into debt to buy her Chanel. She loved Japanese cuisine and insisted on eating it at least three times a week. I was living paycheck to paycheck, and the clothes I was wearing were a gift from a roommate three years ago.
Despite all I did, Noreen never saw it. Once, she forgot her phone, and I saw her venting to her best friend: "The so-called Mr. Adams is nothing more than a lapdog at my side. He can't even compare to my senior, Xander..."
In my previous life, I was completely devoted to her. I always thought that since she agreed to date me, she must love me. How laughable! She only saw me as a fool and a cash machine. I foolishly gave her my heart, only to feed it to the dogs!
Remembering that I had important matters to attend to today, I didn't argue further with the snobbish manager.
As I walked from the parking lot, Noreen called again, this time lowering her voice. "Ryland! Get over here now! If you're not here in ten minutes, don't bother showing up at all!"
She often threatened me like this, and it always worked. I was afraid she would get angry and ignore me, so I always complied, indulging her increasing demands.
When I entered, the snobbish manager was serving them. The two of them were sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee, with the manager's face full of flattery. "You've seen enough. If you ask me, let's finalize the purchase today. We have cars in stock! But... you'll need to pay an extra 50,000 dollars for the spot."
Noreen, clinging to Xander, sneered, "I thought it would be more. A mere 50,000 dollars? We'll take the car!"
Jorge's lips trembled as he asked again, "Are you... sure you want it?"
Xander put on a stern face. "What are you talking about! She is the fiancée of Mr. Adams from the Adams Group. Buying a car, let alone the entire showroom, is a piece of cake for her!"
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