"I've seen many men who live off women, but you're the first one who not only does not appreciate it but also badmouths the one who supports you."
I used to wonder what benefits he could get from defaming me, his girlfriend.
Now I realized that Zack was just despicable. Otherwise, how could he come up with such a disgusting idea as pretending to be poor to deceive his girlfriend?
Zack's face turned red from my scolding, and he was about to fight back when the password lock of the house rang.
When I looked at my "pure best friend" in a Chanel white dress and carrying a Louis Vuitton bag, memories from my past life came flooding back.
In my previous life, Daisy Scott was fired by the company and had nowhere to go, so I took her in.
I let her live in my house without asking for a penny to help her relieve the pressure, but she got together with Zack while I was working hard outside.
When caught in bed, Daisy got down on her knees in self-blame and said to me pitifully, "Catherine, I'm sorry. I know this is wrong, but I can't control my feelings for Zack. I'm a bad woman. If you can't accept it, I can die."