I smiled and circled my finger around her belly, "Really, you are so lucky."
"I envy you, Rose."
"You found a good man to spend your life with at such a young age. I wish I had a man who treats me so well."
I lowered my eyebrows and pretended to be down in the dumps.
Having spent forty years with Rose, I naturally understand her temperament.
She claimed to be generous, but in fact she was terribly petty.
She would go crazy when she saw others living better than her.
Jealousy grew wildly, drowning out the only bit of conscience.
Rose believed my words, raising a smug smile, "Of course, Brian is so good to me. He even gave me a new toy yesterday."
I looked at the small toy she pulled out of her pocket and covered my mouth to keep from laughing out loud.
Wasn't this the little gadget my mom brought back from out of town recently?
No wonder my mom said yesterday that someone was picking and choosing on her stall, and finally shamelessly asked her if she could lower the price.
It turned out to be that stingy Brian.
She glanced at me sideways, with a contemptuous tone, "You, stop daydreaming. Brian only loves me."
"But I believe that you will also meet a man as good as him in the future. Don't worry."