A provocation.
This was a direct challenge to Leon Sterling.
But she was shamefully tempted.
“You’re the one who bought this for me, so don’t you dare ask for it back!” Hazel Sinclair said fiercely, clutching the small bag and glaring at him.
Luke Lancaster, who had spent the money but didn’t even get a pleasant look in return, wasn’t resentful at all.
He just kept smiling and said, “Mm, I won’t ask for it back.”
“It’s only a few thousand dollars.
It’s not like I’m bankrupt.”
Hearing this, Hazel Sinclair glanced at Leon Sterling out of the corner of her eye.
His face was dark.
He didn’t say a word, but he also didn’t stop Hazel Sinclair from accepting the bottle of perfume.
Just then, Luke Lancaster added another particularly hurtful comment: “Should I have someone custom-make a few new dresses for you?”
“That cheap getup you have on doesn’t suit you at all.”
Even though Hazel Sinclair could make any outfit look expensive, the cheap fabric, loose threads, and the dirt on her shoes were undeniable.
Hazel Sinclair was a beautiful woman.
Wearing clothes and shoes like these only made her look destitute.
She was like a pearl coated in dust, a sight that stirred a sense of pity.
‘Custom-made dresses!’
‘I could probably make a lot of money reselling them.’
Hazel Sinclair was shamefully tempted again, but she still wanted to spare Leon Sterling’s pride.
Just then, the System spoke up.
[Accept his offer.
You’re not allowed to go OOC.]
‘So the original character was a gold digger?’
‘Should have said so earlier!
In that case, I won’t hold back.’
“Alright, then.
Thank you,” Hazel Sinclair agreed with a smile.
Her big, round eyes gazed at him as a particularly beautiful smile spread across her face.
Hearing this, Luke Lancaster pulled out his phone and said, “Let’s add each other on WhatsApp, then.
You can send me your measurements later.”
“Okay,” Hazel Sinclair, completely forgetting Leon Sterling standing beside her, quickly took out her phone and presented her QR code.
After adding her, Luke Lancaster put his phone away and said with a smile, “My offer still stands.
You can come to me anytime.”
With that, he stuck his hands in his pockets, turned, and left, cutting a dashing figure as he walked away.
Leaving Hazel Sinclair to watch him with an “envious expression.”
Of course, that “envious expression” was only what Leon Sterling saw.
Hazel Sinclair was merely watching Luke Lancaster leave with a calm expression.
Once they were out of the mall, Leon Sterling pulled her over to his little electric scooter.
His gaze fell on the Chanel bag Hazel Sinclair was carrying.
Then, he slowly asked, “If you wanted it, why didn’t you tell me?”
Hazel Sinclair was still inwardly gloating about the new income, but Leon Sterling’s question wiped the glee away.
Her face turned stern as she said with extreme seriousness, “Tell you?”
“You can’t even come up with a thousand dollars.
What good would telling you do?” Hazel Sinclair said with a look of disgust.
“As long as you ask, I’ll find a way to get it for you,” Leon Sterling said with great earnestness.
Hazel Sinclair began her performance again.
She first let out a short laugh, then scoffed and asked, “And how are you going to do that?”
“Evelyn Kendrick’s fiancé can buy her a five-million-dollar ring.
Can you buy that for me right now?”
Hazel Sinclair poked his chest with a long, slender finger, her brow furrowed slightly.
It was clear she was furious.
“Can you buy that for me right now?”
“Look at this dress I’m wearing.
Would I ever have worn a dress like this before?
No!
And isn’t it all because you’re useless and can’t get back to the top?”
Hazel Sinclair crossed her arms, huffed twice, and said, “If you keep this up, I’m really going to divorce you.”
Divorce…
Hearing that word, Leon Sterling’s gaze on Hazel Sinclair turned fierce.
“You want to divorce me?” Leon Sterling demanded.
Hazel Sinclair sensed something had changed about him, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
In the end, she could only crane her neck and shout, “What, you expect me to live this miserable life forever?”
“You’re like a useless piece of trash right now!
You can’t even cover my most basic expenses.”
As Hazel Sinclair continued her tirade, her temper flared, and her overactive tear ducts made her inexplicably start to cry.
“Leon Sterling, you are useless!” As Hazel Sinclair spat out these words, tears streamed down her face.
This immediately extinguished the fire of rage burning in Leon Sterling.
He really was useless.
If he had money today, Luke Lancaster wouldn’t have been so arrogant.
And his own woman wouldn’t have been humiliated like that.
Hazel Sinclair wiped her tears and complained fiercely to the System in her mind.
‘This original character’s constitution… she cries when she’s mad, cries when she’s upset, cries when she’s sad.
Are her tear ducts really this overdeveloped?’
[It’s a special constitution for the villainess.
After all, she used to love playing the innocent victim.]
[If the tears don’t fall, how is she supposed to seem pitiful and lovable?]
At this, a question mark slowly formed over Hazel Sinclair’s head.
‘Shouldn’t the female lead be the one with a special constitution?
What does it have to do with the villainess?’
Leon Sterling took out a tissue to wipe her tears, his voice filled with unprecedented determination.
“I’m useless right now, but don’t worry.
I will definitely work hard and make money for you.”
“You’d better do what you say, or I’m divorcing you!” Hazel Sinclair shouted fiercely.
“Okay,” Leon Sterling nodded.
“Let me take you home.”
Hazel Sinclair quickly asked, “So you’re not doing your deliveries anymore?”
“Mm, it can wait.”
Sitting on the back of his scooter, Hazel Sinclair had to sit sidesaddle because she was wearing a dress.
To ensure her safety, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist.
Before he started driving, Hazel Sinclair said very cautiously, “Don’t you dare drive too fast.”
“Okay.”
Back at the rental apartment, Hazel Sinclair put down the gift box, flopped onto the sofa, and took out her phone.
She opened up TikTok and started scrolling.
While watching videos of handsome men, she even purposely tilted her phone screen toward herself, afraid that Leon Sterling might see.
“Did you have lunch?” Leon Sterling asked as he walked out of the kitchen.
The kitchen was so clean that he wondered if she had eaten at all.
“I ate.”
“Did you cook it yourself?” Leon Sterling continued to ask.
“Yes,” Hazel Sinclair answered distractedly.
“You know how to cook?”
Getting impatient with his questions, Hazel Sinclair retorted, “Who doesn’t know how to cook?”
At that, Leon Sterling’s brow furrowed.
Hazel Sinclair had always been the type who’d never lifted a finger, let alone stepped into a kitchen to cook.
“When did you learn?”
“I learned a long time ago,” Hazel Sinclair replied.
Leon Sterling pressed his lips together.
It had been three months since he went bankrupt.
‘She must have learned “a long time ago” after I went broke.’
“Don’t go into the kitchen anymore,” Leon Sterling said with great seriousness.
“Just tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll make it for you.”
Hearing this, Hazel Sinclair couldn’t help but tear her eyes away from the handsome men on her screen.
‘There’s something wrong with this guy.
Other men want to be treated like an emperor at home.’
‘But Leon Sterling acts like he wants to worship me like an empress.’
“Aren’t you tired?” Hazel Sinclair asked, genuinely confused.
“You’re out making deliveries all day, and then you come home and still have to wait on me.
Aren’t you tired?”