I was kidnapped when I was a child. My parents were so scared that they refused to reveal my true identity to anyone. No one had ever seen what the wealthy Mrs. Dubois looked like.
Damien said with a disdainful tone, "Girls like you", he wouldn't think I'm a gold digger who wants to marry into a rich family, right?
Listening to him chirping in my ear, I found it more annoying than a fly.
I picked my ears:
"Damien, don't you understand what I'm saying?"
"I've already said it, now I don't want to marry you, not because of this little money, but because -"
I pointed to the two boxes of condoms on the bill:
"I think it's dirty."
Damien's face changed when he heard that and he stood up suddenly.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you look down on me?"
He pretended to be calm, looked at the country bumpkin, and sneered contemptuously:
"I just say that women like you have never seen the world. Do you know what the upper class is?"
"It's normal to have a few girlfriends. I'm 28 years old. If I were a virgin, I would be laughed at by people in my circle."
"Besides, Chloe is my childhood sweetheart, it's normal for us to maintain a relationship that's more than friends but less than lovers..."