I didn't want to get angry over such trivial matters, so I always turned a blind eye and found excuses to give her the clothes she had worn.
But now I changed my mind. Even if I burned them all, I didn't want her to wear them.
Daisy's ears turned red with shame, and she sobbed, saying, "I didn't do it on purpose. I can wash it for you. Do you also want to discriminate against me because I'm poor?"
Zack wanted to speak, but I stopped him with a glare.
"But that was bought for me by Zack. I have to wear it tomorrow to meet his friends. If you ruin it, what am I going to wear to save his face tomorrow?"
I sold all my luxury goods in the cabinet at a low price for Zack. That outfit was the only one he gave me after we got together, and I couldn't bear to sell it, so I kept it.
"Forget it, I won't go tomorrow."
I sighed and walked towards the bathroom.
Zack eagerly grabbed my hand and looked at Daisy.
"Didn't you just buy a Gucci outfit and handbag? Take them out and give them to Catherine."
Daisy looked at Zack incredulously, but Zack didn't have any eye contact with her.
Daisy couldn't afford luxury goods. The Gucci outfit was given to her by Zack, and it was bought with my hard-earned money!