I looked straight into his eyes and said word by word, "Because of you, I missed my idol's concert, but you took another woman to watch it with the tickets I bought. Mathew, if it were you, what would you think?"

Hearing this, he seemed to have realized something. He looked at me with a complicated expression.

"The place of the banquet happened to be near the concert hall. I didn't want to waste the ticket, so I went to watch it."

"Are you even fussing over such a small matter?"

I pursed my lips tightly and said nothing.

In his opinion, this small amount of money was not important.

But I spent a month's salary to buy the tickets.

I did this just to go to the concert with him.

A hint of mockery appeared in my eyes and I said in disgust, "Mathew, sometimes, you disgust me."

Mathew was irritated by my words. His breathing became heavier, and the way he looked at me changed as well.

He was wondering why I suddenly became so unreasonable.

"Isabela, can you change your snobbish personality? I just used your concert tickets. Tell me how much it is and I'll pay you back."

"800 dollars. Transfer the money to me."

As I spoke, I took out my phone, found the payment code, and handed it over.

Mathew's eyes were filled with disbelief as if he didn't expect that I would ask him for money.

I was generous to people close to me, but it didn't mean that I was an idiot.

What was more, we had broken up, and we had nothing to do with each other now.

He had to pay the money back.

"Hurry up, I'm going to have lunch."

I raised my phone and reminded him to hurry up.

Mathew was so angry that he laughed. He transferred 1,600 dollars to me in a fit of pique.

I heard the notification of the transfer.

My eyebrows twitched. I calculated the bills and returned the extra money to him.

This time, he looked angry. Gnashing his teeth, he looked at me. "Do you really want to draw a clear line between us?"

"We broke up. I don't want what I shouldn't have."

"Okay, then return all the things I gave you before."

He gritted his teeth and glared at me, his eyes burning with anger.

I said calmly, "Those things are in your house. I didn't take them away. You can go back and check it up. As for the money, you can send me a bill. I'll pay back what I should return to you."

Hearing his words, I couldn't feel anything in my heart.

I was even glad that I didn't take these things away when I moved out.