Summary
I have a spoiled personality, always bossing my fiancé around and making a fuss about everything.
Until I dreamed that I was the vicious supporting character, whose terrible personality led to a broken engagement and a miserable end.
I decided to turn over a new leaf.
When my fiancé didn’t buy me the latest designer bag, I hurriedly said:
“It’s fine, it’s fine, I don’t need it.”
But his face suddenly darkened:
“Why don’t you need it?”
“You don’t want the things I buy for you anymore?”
“Or did you get some other guy to buy it for you?”
Me: “?”