"All I can say is that you can buy whatever you want," Jay assured her in a calm tone.
"Well, I promise I won't buy too much, just a few items," she assured him. She took note of the size of his clothes and then headed to the clothing store with the credit card in hand.
Jay chuckled to himself, 'What a naive girl!'
What he truly meant to say was that the money in the credit card was enough to but anything that she might want.
Such as a mansion, a luxury car and so on.
But the girl was only interested in a few new clothes. Poor people could hardly imagine the possibilities that were in front of them.
Doris was afraid to use up the money on the card so she didn't buy too much. She bought a full set of clothes for Jay then she bought herself a few clothes that she liked.
It was an exclusive shop of an international clothing brand and their clothes were truly expensive.
When she went to pay for the items that she bought, Doris nervously stared at the cashier. She was nervous that the cashier would suddenly tell her that there was insufficient money in the card.
But to her surprise, the cashie
it was that she held, her face changed dramatically.
"Do you want so much to die, Jay?!" she shouted out in panic.
'Oh, come on! This is such a torture for me!' Jay thought to himself. He always flirted with beautiful women, but he had never experienced being flirted by a woman in such a shameless way.
'How could she scold me like that after everything?
Come on. Think about who is suffering here,' Jay thought to himself.
"Girl, you know that I can't see anything now. How can you scold me if you're the one who threw yourself at me? It's you! How can you be so unreasonable?" Jay gasped slightly as he tried to control the fire that started to warm his entire body. "Which teacher did you learn from? You are scheming!"
Doris' face suddenly turned red as she felt the warmth rising up inside her as well. Jay's words made more sense than Doris realized, and it unlocked something in her that she never expected.
His words provoked Doris more than she could handle. With a sly grin, she pulled Jay's t-shirt down to fit him. She didn't care if it was considered inappropriate for women to touch men anymore.