Chapter 54
Did she look down on me, seeing me in my work attire? A knot of discomfort twisted in my gut. It was a common enough experience, but it didn't make it any less unpleasant when it was happening to you.
Mary, seemingly oblivious to my internal struggle, gestured towards the clothes on the rack. "Take down this one, this one, and these two to try on..."
The reluctance was clear on the faces of the two clerks.
"What's wrong?" Mary asked, her brow furrowed in confusion. "I said to take down these clothes."
The clerk pursed her lips. As an employee of the internationally renowned luxury brand Versace, she was well-trained. Despite her reluctance, she still complied with the customer's request.
However, she couldn't resist muttering under her breath, "What a hassle, you can't afford it, why bother trying?"
Mary heard her, despite the clerk's attempt to keep her voice low. Instead of getting angry, she simply took my hand and led me towards the clothes. "John, go try these on."
I thought to myself, they're just clothes. If it came to it, I could empty my savings. I could even request an advance on my forty thousand dollar commission. Soon, I would be wealthy too.
I nodded and took two sets of clothes into the fitting room. When I was sure no one was looking, I checked the price tags: the cheaper ones were over five hundred dollars, and the expensive ones were over a thousand.
Two sets of clothes, over five thousand dollars!
That was my entire year's living expenses.
With a heavy heart, I tried on the clothes and stepped out. Mary nodded approvingly, "Nice, really handsome."
I managed a smile that was more grimace than grin. The clothes were expensive, but seeing the handsome reflection in the mirror was somewhat comforting.
They were costly, but they fit well and were comfortable.
"Let's take these two sets, wrap them up!" Mary declared.
Her words felt like a punch to the gut.
The clerk was also taken aback, "Miss, you want both sets wrapped up?"
"Wait, we're missing something." Her gaze swept through the store, finally landing on a leather wallet to the left. "And that one, wrap it up for me, too!"
The clerk was stunned. "Miss, that wallet costs two thousand dollars, are you sure?"
What?
Two thousand dollars?
Was it made of gold?
With only five thousand dollars in my pocket, adding this wallet, I'd have to use my credit card.
"Mary, that wallet, maybe we should just..."
"It really suits your style." She interrupted, pushing the wallet into my hands. "You look even more handsome with it."
I swallowed the bitter taste in my mouth.
Just as I was about to pay with my card, Mary slapped a gold card down in front of the clerk, "Charge it!"
I was stunned. Was Mary planning to pay for me?
I hurried over to stop her. "Mary, how can I possibly..."
"Oh come on, it's our first date. What's wrong with me giving you a gift?" She cut me off.
Without further discussion, she had the clerk charge the card.
In the end, the clerk sent us out of the store with a fawning smile, even handing me a membership card.
A Versace membership card, it was hard to believe.
"Mary, thank you. I'll transfer the money to you in a bit." I said, still in shock.
But Mary looked unhappy. "I already said, this is a gift for our first date. Do you want to make me cry on our first date?"
Her eyes began to well up with tears.
I panicked. "No, I didn't mean that. I'll accept it, please don't cry, okay?"
Hearing this, she broke into a smile and took my arm. "Come on, let's go to the next store."
"What are we buying now?" I asked, a sense of dread creeping in.
"You still need a pair of leather shoes and a watch!" She replied cheerfully.
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