Maybe he doesn’t love me at all

Yesterday morning, I received my handbags which I ordered online. It is brown, with two small front packets and an inner pouch, and a long string. Actually, I was quite happy when the moment I had it. Though it doesn’t bear the temperament as a replica Louis Vuitton handbag or a designer ladies Gucci handbag on that excellent website, I was still satisfactory with the present one.

It began to rain in the afternoon. I called him; it was not until ten minutes that he recalled me:”Darling, do not worry, maybe it will stop when you get off work. I am busy, see you.” I was upset, to be frank, not for his indifference, I can’t understand why he did not give me the umbrella.

In the early morning, on the way to bus station, he carried an umbrella, I did not.

Near to bus station.

“The weather forecast says that there will be a heavy downpour this afternoon.” I said.

“Why you did not take your umbrella?” he asked.

“I forgot.”

“Take mine.” He understated.

“No, thanks.” When hearing this, he said nothing and did not insist giving me his umbrella. We then separate to work.

Maybe at 4 o’clock, it started to rain, a quite heavy downpour, the weather forecast is finally right. Then I called him, and the above dialogue was on. I was upset. Before I got off work, he did not say a single word with me. And the day before yesterday, I have been sick. I expected he asked for leave for half an hour to pick up me home, but not a single word. I felt down. He doesn’t love me at all.

Luckily, it stopped raining when I got off work. I took my new-arrival bag and went home alone. I was thinking maybe I should buy myself a replica Louis Vuitton handbag or a designer ladies Gucci handbag instead a man wallet for him- my former plan- I would gain my salary in days.

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