Every time I was unhappy, my father gave me a lot of money to indulge in crazy shopping.
This time was no exception.
My father was the richest man and spoiled me as his only daughter.
But he told me to be low-key all the time to prevent being targeted by malicious people, so I had always been simple and plain in front of Harry.
But they despised me because of this?
Well, it was good that I finally saw their true colors.
I sniffed and felt a little better.
I sweetly thanked my father and told him that I was much better.
However, as soon as I got home, I received a message from Harry.
He sent me a form, which showed the money he spent on me during these three years we were together.
Even for a cup of milk tea, he kept a record.
The most expensive set of cosmetics, which was actually a fake worth only a few dollars, I could tell at a glance.
At that time, in order not to hurt his self-esteem, I deliberately didn't tell him.
But at this point, he wanted to ask me for thousands of dollars!
I threw him a picture to prove its authenticity, "This is fake, worth only a few dollars."
He didn't care and insisted that he spent thousands of dollars on it.