The moment I finished packing my luggage, Charles hurried in with a gift. He didn't notice the suitcase at the door.
He habitually held me in his arms, rubbing his ears and temples together and said in a sweet voice, "Honey, guess what gift I brought you back?"
Before I could say anything, he had already kissed my earlobe. I avoided his movements calmly and my eyes fell on the packaging box in his hand. A famous brand perfume which was Sally's favorite scent. But I never use perfume because I'm allergic to alcohol. He never remembered.
"How about you spray this on your wedding day? I want to smell you."
He was looking for traces of Sally in me again. First it was clothing, jewelry, then it was cosmetics and handbags. At that time, I just felt that what he gave me looked familiar.
But when I accidentally clicked on Sally's circle of friends, I discovered that she also had a copy of these things. It was also a gift from Charles.
Sensing my low mood, his voice softened a bit. "Are you still angry about the postponement of the wedding? Don't worry, I have already taught them a lesson and I will definitely not postpone it again this time."