Apologize to My Wife
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
"It's yours just because you saw it first? You didn't buy it, so what if I'm buying it now?" The plump lady slammed a card down on the counter. "By card!"
Seeing how prideful the plump lady was, the sales assistants were naturally over the moon.
Yvette Larson had been walking around the shop for more than half an hour. Although she had tried on several pieces, she had not expressed any intention of buying any of them.
She was the kind of person that sales assistants hated the most. They felt that Yvette Larson was simply a poor woman who couldn't afford to buy any of their products. All she wanted to do was try them on for fun.
In comparison to her, the sales assistants naturally preferred an old-fashioned, rich person like the plump lady, who didn't even hesitate before paying for whatever caught her eye.
"First come, first served. What do you mean 'I saw it first?' It was clearly in my hands. How could you snatch it away from me?"