Humiliated
Despite Vladimir's aloofness, Sasha tried her best to be patient with him. She thought he was just having a bad day that's why he was grumpy and cold towards her.
She put on her gentle smile as she made another attempt to offer him her gift.
"I've bought this already for you. Please accept this." Sasha insisted, putting the rectangular box in Vladimir's hand.
After saying that, she also handed the paper bag to Vladimir. "Thank you for letting me borrow this dress. I'm returning them to you."
Vladimir narrowed his eyes on her. He hated the way Sasha talked to him as if they had known each other. He never gave her a dress. Why would he do that?
"Stop this, woman. I don't even know you. I guess you mistook me for someone. I've never given you a dress. Don't be delusional." Vladimir mocked her, feeling annoyed.
He pushed her away. He put down the rectangular box on the surface of the counter, returning it to Sasha.