She immediately adorned herself with them the moment she saw them, reluctant to part with them. Marcus, too, found them exquisite.

Subsequently, she pulled him towards a store specializing in Leather goods.

She intended to select a wallet for him, although he already possessed a variety of wallets, numbering at least a couple of dozen.

Despite his lack of enthusiasm, she insisted on choosing one for him.

Deliberately selecting the most affordable option, she ultimately footed the bill.

As she settled the payment, Marcus stood behind her. While she counted the money with a touch of dismay, he reveled in delight.

Leaning down, he rested his chin on her head, tenderly embracing her.

Seated in the car, Melissa grumbled softly, "Being with you is quite costly."

Earning that much money would require her to toil for several days.

Meanwhile, Marcus busied himself switching wallets. Smirking, he remarked, “You haven't had a good time? Melissa, you can't be with a guy like me without spending tens of thousands of dollars each time. You can calculate how much you've benefited from me each day.

How can you bring up money with me?"

He playfully tapped her head with his old wallet.

"Consider this yours."

Crafted from crocodile skin, his wallet was of designer brand and carried a hefty price tag.

Its dimensions perfectly suited her needs as well.

He took pleasure in her using his possessions.

Despite knowing the opulence of his belongings, Melissa playfully lamented, "Why do you get the new one while I'm stuck with the old?"

Marcus secured his seat belt and cast a sly glance at her. "I'm completely brand new, and you know it."

Melissa fell silent.

A suspicion lingered in her mind-he seemed too skillful to be a virgin, but she refrained from questioning him.