I looked at the simply packaged puffs and then at the slogan posted on the door of the dessert shop.
“Today, the first ten people who buy strawberry cake will get three puffs of the same flavor for free!"
How ridiculous.
The puffs he gave me were a free gift from the store.
Soon, we arrived at our destination, got out of the car and watched him drive away.
I raised my hand and threw the bag in my hand directly into the trash can.
I would always appreciate what people gave to me, as long as I liked them. But it was a different story if I hated them. No matter how expensive the gift he gave me was, it was garbage to me.
In the next few days, Juan pursued Rosetta vigorously.
I did not have to ask about him specifically, I could see him in various news reports.
As I followed my mother's advice to choose a wedding ring, he was taken to the police station for fighting with Rosetta's fiancé.
The time I was choosing my wedding dress, he set off a grand fireworks display for Rosetta and confessed his love to her in public.
When I was choosing the theme for the wedding, he unscrupulously rushed into Rosetta's wedding to grab the bride.