Chapter 2

I stared at the message, a storm of emotions churning inside me.

Should I just expose him now, break up, and kick him to the curb? That would be letting him off too easy.

After a moment of thought, I exited the chat and changed the shipping address to my best friend Chloe’s apartment complex.

Once confirmed, I hit 'Buy Now'.

The moment the payment went through, a new message instantly popped up in the backend.

"Wow, you're quick! I see you're local, so I'll send it via courier right now! Please confirm receipt as soon as possible after you get it, I really need the money!"

I stared at the text and replied:

"Okay, send it."

An hour later, I picked up the package at Chloe's place.

The wallet was brand new, the seal perfectly intact.

The special greeting card I’d specifically asked the official website to add was still tucked into the side seam.

He hadn't even bothered to open it.

"Isn't that the wallet you gave Nealon?"

Chloe peered over my shoulder, frowning.

"What's going on?"

I handed her my phone, letting her scroll through the Amazon records herself.

Chloe flipped through a couple of pages, her face growing colder and colder.

"That jerk!"

She gritted her teeth.

"What are you going to do now? Go straight to his school and slap him?"

I shook my head.

"That’s too boring."

If he dared to cash in on my gifts, I'd make him pay dearly!

No sooner had the words left my mouth than another message popped up on the Amazon backend.

"Hey, the courier says it's signed for. Can you confirm receipt? I really need the money over here, waiting to buy a birthday present for my girlfriend."

My movements paused. Girlfriend?

My birthday was in October, and it was only March.

Which girlfriend was he buying a gift for?

Chloe saw it too and let out a cold laugh.

"Looks like this scumbag isn't just using you as an ATM, he's cheating too! What a pig!"

I didn't say anything, just clicked 'Confirm Receipt'.

The instant the money went through, I picked up a small knife from Chloe’s fruit bowl and gently made a cut on the wallet.

Then I took a photo and sent it to Nealon’s Amazon account:

"Hi, I just opened the outer packaging and found some damage here."

Nealon immediately blew up:

"No way, listen, lady, it was perfectly fine when I handed it to the courier! The packaging wasn't torn at all! You must have damaged it yourself, right?"

"You didn't inspect it on the spot and only mentioned a problem after signing for it. Who knows if you scratched it yourself? Trying to pull a fast one? No chance!"

"You've already confirmed receipt! Now whether the item is good or bad has nothing to do with me! Don't even think about scamming me!"

With that, he blocked me before I could reply.

I suddenly smiled. That's exactly the guarantee I was waiting for.

Whether the item was good or bad, it had nothing to do with him.

I switched back to SnapChat and immediately called Nealon.

He answered, his voice laced with a smile.

"Honey, why the sudden call? Missing me already?"

I replied:

"Yeah, I wanted to ask you, did you get the wallet?"

The other end of the line went quiet for a moment.

"I did," his tone was a little unnatural.

"But babe, this wallet, actually, I don't really like it. The color is a bit outdated."

"Oh? Why?"

"Nowadays, young people don't really use wallets that much."

He paused, then his tone softened deliberately.

"I know you meant well, but this wallet really isn't quite my style."

I curved my lips into a small smile.

"Is that so? Well, I guess I'll just give it to a colleague then. I actually forgot to buy a New Year's gift for one of them."