On Valentine’s Day, my boyfriend gave a genuine YSL gift set to a rich girl, but ordered a fake one online for me. When I exposed him, he yelled, “You expect me to buy you stuff from the flagship store? Look at yourself, do you even deserve that?!” Little did he know, I usually wear custom Christian Louboutin shoes with real diamonds. One pair costs more than a hundred of his gift boxes. During a women’s basketball game organized by the student union, I accidentally elbowed Mandy while fighting for the ball. Collisions are common in games, so I didn’t think much of it. But she shouted, “Stop! Hannah, you broke my watch!” It’s just a watch, why make such a fuss? The game was at its climax, and our team was about to win. I didn’t want to stop. “I’m sorry, I’ll compensate you. Can we talk about this later and finish the game first?” Mandy, being unsportsmanlike, snatched the ball from my hands and threw it out of bounds. The game was forced to stop. I was quite unhappy about it. She held her head high, “Hannah, this is a Cartier.” I glanced at it. I’m not really interested in watches and rarely wear them. I only knew it was a Cartier, but didn’t know which series or how much it cost. It didn’t look like an antique watch, so probably just a few hundred thousand dollars. Repairing the watch face shouldn’t cost much. Her getting so worked up seemed unnecessary. Everyone gathered around. “Oh no, Mandy, what should we do?” “The watch face is completely shattered. God, it hurts just to look at it!” Seeing everyone’s concerned faces, I asked, “What? Is this watch very expensive?” Someone who knew about watches said, “Of course! It’s a Ballon Bleu!” Mandy thrust her wrist in front of me, “Over forty thousand!” Everyone gasped. It was quite different from the hundreds of thousands I had imagined. For this price range, repairing the watch face should cost at most ten thousand or so. She looked impatient, “I need to send this watch to the boutique, and they’ll have to send it to Switzerland for repair. It’ll take at least a month back and forth!” How troublesome. I said, “How about I buy you a new one?” I wondered if she would like a Vacheron Constantin. The watches my parents gave me all start at a hundred thousand, but I don’t like wearing watches, so they’re just stored at home. Might as well use this opportunity to give it away. “A new one?” Mandy looked at me with contempt, “This isn’t some fake! My dad brought it back from Switzerland for me!” I wasn’t planning to give her a fake one anyway. What’s wrong with this person? I had heard that her family had some money, and she would carry LV and Chanel bags every day, often treating classmates to bubble tea. But my family isn’t bad either. The new building at school was donated by my dad. I asked her, “Then what do you want to do?” My boyfriend had just gone to buy me water and came back at this moment. After understanding the situation, he looked at me reproachfully, “Why weren’t you more careful?!” How was I supposed to know someone would wear a watch while playing basketball? Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable on the wrist? Wouldn’t it affect performance? “Hannah, look at this, can you afford to compensate?!” William had never spoken to me so harshly before. He carefully cradled Mandy’s wrist as if it were the most precious thing in the world. It’s just a broken watch, for goodness sake. My elbow still hurts. “Alright Mandy, tell me how to handle this. How much compensation do you want?” She still looked distressed, “It needs to be sent to the store first before we can discuss it.” Fine. “Then show me the receipt when you get it, and I’ll transfer the money to you.” This seemed like a reasonable solution. With all this commotion, I didn’t feel like playing anymore. No one else was in the mood to continue the game either, they were all busy gossiping. “Damn, how can Hannah be so calm? This must cost at least a few thousand. It would take months of not eating or drinking to pay it back.” “She probably has no idea how much it costs to replace the watch face! She thinks it’s just putting in a piece of glass.” I keep a low profile at school and have never shown off my wealth. The clothes I wear and things I use in the dorm are modest, though expensive. They don’t have big logos, so most people can’t tell they’re luxury items. In this situation, I couldn’t exactly show them my bank balance and shout “I’m rich!” Forget it, I couldn’t be bothered to deal with them. I grabbed my things and left the basketball court.
William caught up with me and put his arm around my shoulder, “Hannah, are you angry?” It would be a lie to say I wasn’t upset. He didn’t consider my feelings at all. “Don’t be angry. I did that for your own good. Didn’t you see me winking at you?” I really didn’t notice. “I said those things to you to shut Mandy up. Once I criticized you, she wouldn’t dare say anything more.” Is that how it works? Why do I feel something’s off? “Besides, I kept emphasizing that you couldn’t afford it. I thought Mandy would back off, but I didn’t expect you to be so stupid! You immediately agreed to compensate her without understanding my intention!” I just thought it wasn’t much money. Our housekeeper spends more than that on groceries every day. There was no need to stand there and argue about it. “Hannah, let me pay half for you.” I waved my hand, “No need.” “We’re a couple. When we get married in the future, it’ll be our shared property anyway. Half and half, that’s fair.” He held my hand, his smile very sweet. So he’s been so calculative because he’s been planning our future all along. That’s nice. I leaned on his shoulder, “Do we have any plans for tomorrow?” Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day. My family doesn’t know about my relationship. And my brother said he wanted to hang out with me tomorrow, two single dogs keeping each other company. He sighed, “Hannah, I have to tutor students tomorrow.” Ah, I was originally thinking of having him meet my brother. I felt a bit disappointed. But his eyes were determined, “This is all for our future.” William has always been very hardworking. As his girlfriend, I should support him. “Okay then…”
Early on Valentine’s Day morning, William asked me to come downstairs. He was holding a bouquet of red roses and a pretty gift bag. As soon as I came down, he gave me a big hug. “Baby, Happy Valentine’s Day. Although I can’t accompany you, we must still have our ritual!” I thought I wouldn’t even see him today. I didn’t expect him to have prepared gifts for me. After chatting for a few minutes, he left. I happily went back upstairs. Only when I got back to the dorm did I open the gift. It was a YSL gift set. My roommates exclaimed, “Wow! Hannah! Your boyfriend is so good to you!” “This must have cost quite a bit. No wonder your boyfriend has been so busy lately. Turns out he was working hard to buy you a gift.” He had given me what he thought was the best. I was very satisfied. Wendy looked at the gift box but didn’t say anything. She’s a makeup blogger on a certain platform, with a keen eye. Seeing her silence, the other two roommates, afraid of saying the wrong thing, also kept quiet. I asked, “Wendy, is there a problem?” She picked up the lipstick and looked at it, seeming a bit troubled, “I can’t be sure at the moment. I’ll ask my friend to take a look.” My heart sank. I had never encountered fake goods before and hadn’t paid attention to the differences between real and fake. But since Wendy said this, it was probably fake. She was just being polite and said she’d ask a friend to look at it. My roommates comforted me, “Oh Hannah, maybe William doesn’t know about these things and was tricked.” “Yeah, how would guys know what’s real and what’s fake?” That made sense. I sent William a message, [Where did you buy this gift set?] He replied after a few minutes, [At the boutique.] He even sent me a screenshot. It was a purchase record from the boutique. Can you buy fakes from the boutique too? Or did Wendy really make a mistake? William: [What’s wrong, baby? Don’t you like it?] Me: [It’s nothing, I love it.] William: [I’m glad you like it. I have to go tutor students now, let’s talk later.] My brother took me to an amusement park, but I was distracted the whole time. Until Wendy sent me a message, [It’s fake.] She sent me several pictures showing the differences between genuine and fake products. [William most likely bought it online.] She sent me a link to a YSL gift set priced at just over a hundred dollars. The details in the buyer’s photos matched exactly with what I had. [Hannah, if he tells the truth, he might not know and thought YSL was this cheap. But if he’s lying to you, you should dump a guy like that.] I didn’t know what to say for a moment. I asked her, [Can you buy fakes from the boutique?] [Let me put it this way, this set is obviously fake at first glance. Even if boutiques sell fakes, they would only fake the quality, which is harder to detect.] But William did buy a gift set from the boutique. I sent the screenshot to Wendy. She replied, [What if the gift set from the boutique wasn’t meant for you?] She had a point. What if William bought two sets, one online and one from the boutique, giving one to me and one to someone else? That would make sense. But how could that be possible? How could William do such a despicable thing? We’ve been dating for over a year, and our relationship has always been good. He definitely wouldn’t do this to me. Just as I was thinking this, I saw a familiar figure in the crowd. It looked like William. Wasn’t he supposed to be tutoring students? Why would he be here?
I was about to go after him when my brother came back with ice cream. Seeing my hurried expression, he asked, “What’s wrong?” “I think I saw a friend.” In the blink of an eye, that figure disappeared into the crowd. I licked my ice cream and sent William a message, [Where are you?] He replied half an hour later, [Tutoring students.] As if to prove something, he sent a picture of a child writing at a desk. [What’s wrong, baby? Do you miss me? I’ll come find you after I finish teaching, okay?] Once the seed of doubt is planted, it easily takes root and grows. I suddenly wanted to video call him. But with my brother beside me, I had to give up on that idea. After rejecting the Nth girl asking for his contact information, my brother finally had time to pay attention to me, “Hannah, you don’t seem very happy.” “Mm.” “Is it because you didn’t receive a Valentine’s Day gift?” I shook my head. My brother didn’t care what I was thinking about. He snapped his fingers. Then, out of nowhere, a group of flamboyantly dressed “princes” appeared, surrounding me. “Take your pick. Which ones do you like best? Big brother will let them keep you company.” My brother always does such unreliable things. With more than ten of them, how could I handle it? “Oh, brother, I…” My brother’s jaw dropped, “What?! You want all of them?” When did I say such a thing? He waved his hand, “Fine, only kids make choices. We’ll take them all.” I was a bit speechless. “Never mind, brother. Let’s go eat.” The princes were all very handsome, but mainly, I have a boyfriend. It wouldn’t be right to do this. But soon, I didn’t think that way anymore. Not long after getting in the car, Wendy sent me another message. [Hannah, aren’t you with William today?] [He’s busy tutoring students. I’m out with my brother.] But she sent me a photo. It was William and Mandy grabbing dolls from a claw machine. The location was the amusement park where I was. This amusement park isn’t cheap. Other places charge one dollar per coin, but here it’s ten dollars. It costs twenty dollars for one try at the claw machine. Mandy was already holding several dolls. With William’s skills, he probably couldn’t get one even after ten tries. He buys me a hundred-dollar fake gift set online and tries to fool me with a boutique purchase record, but he spends hundreds or thousands at an amusement park grabbing dolls for Mandy! Wendy asked me, [Hannah, do you want to come over now? I can keep an eye on him for you.] [No need, Wendy. Go have fun with your boyfriend. I’ll handle this myself.] I couldn’t take it anymore and called William directly. One, two, three… It wasn’t until the fifth call that he picked up! “Hannah, what are you doing? I’m teaching! The parent is right here!” I took a deep breath, trying to control my emotions, “Let’s video call.” “I’m really busy here, and I’m tired from teaching all day. Can you not be unreasonable?” His tone was very impatient. This time he didn’t even bother to make up a lie. “Am I being unreasonable, or are you feeling guilty?” He angrily retorted, “Hannah, what do you mean by that? I’ve been working hard for our future, and now you doubt me?” Always saying it’s for our future! But my future doesn’t involve him sucking up to rich girls! I hung up the phone, sent him the link and photo, and left a message [Let’s break up]. Then I blocked and deleted all his contact information. When did he start being with Mandy? That genuine YSL gift set must have been for Mandy too. A rich girl like Mandy, so proud, claiming she never buys second-hand goods, hating vintage and antiques. But does someone like that also like stealing other people’s boyfriends?
After dinner, my brother drove me back to school. After walking a few steps, I received a bank notification. It was my brother transferring me five hundred thousand dollars. [Hannah, big brother sent you some pocket money. Spending money will make you happier~] The smile on my face hadn’t even formed when I heard a shout from behind, “Hannah! I never thought you were this kind of gold digger!” It was William. Seeing him made me lose my good mood. I just wanted to walk away quickly. But he wouldn’t let go, grabbing my arm, “I saw you get out of that Maybach! Who did you go out with today?!” The thief crying “Stop thief”? Fine, let’s sort this out. “You didn’t tutor students at all today!” He took a deep breath, “Yes, I went out with Mandy. I thought if I made her happy, she might not pursue the watch issue.” He could come up with such a ridiculous excuse. Why go out on Valentine’s Day of all days? Doesn’t he know what Valentine’s Day means? Does he really think I’m an idiot? He softened his voice, “Hannah, I did it for you.” I sneered, “What does it have to do with me? Did I force you to pay her back? Did I force you to go to the amusement park with her? Did I force you to grab dolls for her?” My sudden outburst left him speechless. “William, next time you want to shift blame, can you find a better excuse?” I stepped back, distancing myself from him. But he came closer again, holding my hand, looking at me affectionately. “Hannah, I do like you.” I felt a bit sick. “This was really unavoidable. You know I’m about to graduate and enter society. I just wanted to find a good internship.” “Mandy’s family owns a company, so I thought maybe she could…” I understood everything now. “Hannah, love without material foundation is like a pile of loose sand, scattered even without wind blowing. I just wanted to give you a better life.” I laughed angrily. “William, stop deceiving yourself. It’s you who wanted to take shortcuts. Using ‘giving me a better life’ as an excuse is just to cover up your guilt and despicable behavior.” “We’re done. I can’t accept the fake gift you bought me. I’ll return it to you tomorrow.” My parents have always given me the best since I was little. I can’t mistreat myself like this. That stuff would probably make my lips rot if I used it. “I sent you the purchase record! Who says it’s fake bought online? It’s your roommate, right? She’s just jealous!” He suddenly raised his voice, glaring at me, very different from his usual gentle demeanor. There’s a saying, the louder the voice, the weaker the position. He was just counting on me not knowing much about brands, thinking I’d be easy to fool. Laughable. What is there for Wendy to be jealous of over something worth just over a thousand dollars? She usually gets so many gifts from brands that her hands are full. What would she be jealous of? “You gave the boutique gift set to Mandy, right? Buying fakes and using the boutique purchase record to fool me, I can’t believe you came up with that.” One genuine gift set to please two people, how ‘economical’. William panicked, “There’s no taking back a gift once it’s given!” I didn’t care, “Oh, then I’ll throw it in the trash.” “You transfer the money to me! One hundred and thirty-eight!” What a cheapskate! How dare he say such a thing! It’s just a hundred dollars. Usually, I wouldn’t even bother arguing with someone over this amount. But I can’t swallow this anger! “I’ll have my roommate return it to you tomorrow. Don’t even think about me transferring money to you.” He pointed at my nose and yelled, his spit flying onto my face. “Hannah, you really are a gold digger! Stingy and poor!” “You still expect me to buy you things from the boutique? Look at yourself, do you even deserve it?!” So he’s not short on money, he just thinks I only deserve a gift worth one hundred and thirty-eight dollars? I looked down at myself. A custom-made bag worth over three hundred thousand, shoes worth eighty to ninety thousand… All together, probably worth about a house in a second-tier city. How do I not deserve it? “You’re not even fit to tie Mandy’s shoelaces!” My eyes started to heat up. I never imagined that in his eyes, I was just a cheap commodity, not worth half of Mandy. If I continued arguing with him, I would only end up in tears. I turned and walked away. He was still ranting behind me. “Hannah! No one will ever treat you better than me! They’re all just playing with you! Do you think anyone would truly like you?!” “Don’t expect me to beg you to get back together this time! Mandy has already agreed to be with me! You’ll regret losing me!” “So what if you rode in a Maybach? I’m just waiting for you to be abandoned!” I quickened my pace. He might not be embarrassed, but I was.
When love disappoints, I go on a shopping spree. My brother really understands women. Spending money does make you happier. After returning to the dorm, I even bought gifts for my roommates. Wendy gasped, holding Dior’s new bag lovingly, “Babe, where did you strike it rich?” I smiled without saying anything. Mainly because Wendy is too righteous. After hearing about how I was scammed by that scumbag, she recorded a video about this outrageous incident and shared it with her followers. She didn’t name names and omitted many details. But her followers know she’s a student at Yale University. So now everyone is guessing who this extreme cheapskate two-timing guy at Yale is. Some people even came to Yale’s forum to ask questions. Anyway, William will have to lay low for a while. Otherwise, his true face might be exposed at any moment. … On Friday afternoon, I went to attend the student union meeting. Before I even entered the door, I heard people gossiping inside. “…She doesn’t know how she got rich. Buying those bags to give away. I heard her ex-boyfriend William reveal that she was actually two-timing, stringing along a rich guy while not wanting to let go of her ex who was a potential stock.” Where did these trolls come from? Completely turning black into white. “There are detailed revelations in this post, everyone come and see!” “Damn, I pursued her at that time. Good thing I didn’t succeed, otherwise my head would be full of green.” “I also heard that last time when Zack dropped into their department group chat, it was Hannah who pulled him in. I was wondering how they knew each other, turns out it’s this kind of relationship.” These words really sound like something William would say. Comparing himself to a potential stock, how shameless. “Even if the rich guy sent her bags, she wouldn’t give them away so openly. I feel like they might be fakes…” “Yeah, last time on the basketball court she also said she would compensate Mandy with a new watch. My goodness, that’s a Cartier, not some ten-dollar store trinket!” I was listening intently at the wall when suddenly someone patted my shoulder. Just as I was about to cry out, that person covered my mouth. I turned my head to see it was Sean, the student union president. He signaled me not to make a sound, and after releasing me, stood by the door to eavesdrop with me. ? Isn’t this guy usually cold and aloof, meticulous in everything? How come he’s doing this kind of thing with me? Those people inside kept saying the same things over and over, and I soon found it boring. Sean leaned close to my ear, “Had enough?” I nodded. He gestured for me to move aside, then pushed open the door and strode in. The discussions abruptly stopped. I waited for a while, then followed him in. Those few people from Mandy’s department looked me up and down. I casually put down my newly bought Hermès bag, coincidentally right next to Mandy’s LV. The difference was obvious. It wasn’t about showing off, but rather to dampen Mandy’s arrogance. She soon became restless. “Hannah, can I take a look at your bag?” “Sure.” She turned the bag over and over, examining it closely, almost as if she had a magnifying glass in her hand. After looking, she asked: “Where did you buy this? The details look quite authentic.” Her words implied that my bag was fake.
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