Life Makeover: Minted Edition novel Chapter 1

"There are some things that you can't have in your life if you're not born with them. Robert, think about it carefully. Do you deserve me? Can a relationship bring food to the table? Just one of my clothes alone is worth your annual salary. What right do you have to claim you'll give me happiness? Wake up, Robert. This is the reality, not a fairy tale world where you can have things you're not worthy of. Please look at yourself in the mirror!"

Robert Zabinski looked at the stunning Marilyn Quesnell sitting opposite him, his lips trembling slightly.

There were two days left until he would graduate from university. He had fantasized about spending the rest of his life with Marilyn but did not expect she had asked him out today to say all this.

"Do you know why I asked you to come here?" Marilyn motioned to Robert to look around their surroundings. "It's common for me to come to this kind of luxury hotel. But what about you? These should be the best clothes you have, right? Don't you think you are out of place here? This is my world, whereas your world should be two blocks away. The flea market there is more suitable for you."

Marilyn's words were like a sharp knife stabbing into Robert's chest. However, he was unable to refute her.

"That's right. I'm merely from an extremely ordinary family. But she, on the other hand, can easily purchase bags worth tens of thousands of dollars without even batting an eyelid," he thought.

Sitting in such an environment, Marilyn was collected and at ease. Her gaze was full of confidence that came straight from deep within.

On the contrary, Robert felt uncomfortable with everything. In fact, he did not even know how to call the server over. Looking at the Friyxian food on the table, he did not even know where to begin digging in.

This sense of frustration hovered over Robert.

He had never been exposed to these things before. For an ordinary university student like him, spending 75 dollars in a karaoke lounge was already a high expense.

A handsome young man walked to the table and spoke to Marilyn gently. "All right, Marilyn. It's getting late. We should go back."

The man was well-dressed, and the Porsche key in his hand was particularly striking to Robert. The man helped Marilyn up gentlemanly, not even sparing Robert a glance the entire time.

Meanwhile, Robert's clothes, which cost less than 45 dollars in total, looked laughable compared to the man's well-tailored suit.

A smile appeared on Marilyn's exquisite face. "Robert Zabinski, we are over."

When Marilyn finished speaking, some people who walked by the table caused a breeze and blew out the candles on Robert's table. The already faint light suddenly disappeared, and in the shadow, Robert's expression could not be seen, nor did anyone pay attention to him. At this moment, no one would care about Robert at all.

Marilyn took the man's arm and walked out of the restaurant. The eye-catching Porsche at the entrance roared as its engine was awoken.

Though the candlelight went out, elegant music filled the restaurant. Several gossipy servers had long noticed what was happening at Robert's table. After Marilyn left, a server, Helena Smith, came over and asked in a low voice, "Sir, should I take these away?"

Marilyn's words were still lingering in Robert's mind. He couldn't forget the disdain and arrogance in her eyes. What hurt him most was not her criticism but her contempt.

It seemed as though his existence had nothing to do with her at all, and his life or death and emotions did not concern her simply because they were not from the same world.

Seeing that Robert did not answer, Helena glanced at the cheap casual clothes on him and curled her lips. "Sir, I'm taking these away, then," she informed coldly.

While speaking, Helena reached out to the plate in front of him.

Robert's head, which had been lowered all the time, suddenly raised, and he stared at the server in front of him with bloodshot eyes. His voice was somewhat hoarse as he questioned, "Did I say you could?"