After Being Abandoned by Me, He Returned For Revenge

Once a wealthy heiress, I cruelly broke the heart of a destitute boy who loved me, discarding him when our passion was at its peak. Years later, my family is ruined, and I am reduced to begging for minor acting roles just to fund my mother’s critical medical treatments. But fate is unforgiving. The boy I abandoned has returned as a powerful, wealthy elite. Spotting me at a nightclub, he points me out with cold indifference, demanding that I wash up and wait for him tonight.

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Chapter 3

The smell of hospital disinfectant made me feel like I was about to die.

Until Zion George appeared, patted my shoulder, with a hint of sadness between his eyebrows, he asked.

"June, have you been taking your medicine properly recently?"

In the late stage of gastric cancer, there was no cure. Did it matter whether I took medicine or not?

I stared into space, lost in thought for a long time, "...How much time did I leave?"

"Doctor Zion, don't hide it. I have the right to know my condition."

He sighed and said hesitantly, "Only half a year."

"Got it," I smiled at him, "Doctor Zion, I have a favor to ask of you."

"I have signed a voluntary body donation form. After I die, your hospital can use me for experiments."

"In the end, just throw my ashes into the sea, free and happy."

My expression was calmer than ever before, and my smile was pale. "Don't hand me over to Dick Morris. I beg you."

On the way back, there were crowds of people and heavy traffic, and I suddenly remembered when I was eighteen years old.

When I broke up with Dick, I was so heartless that it almost cost him half his life.

"Let's break up. I've had enough of this. I don't want to continue."

"Love you? I was just joking to kill time, you didn't take it seriously, did you?"

"That's ridiculous! If I lied to you, I'd get hit by a car and die when I go out!"

The boy looked exhausted. He knelt on one knee, put his arms around my waist, looked up at me with tears in his eyes.

"Ju, please, don't leave me."

"Give me a little more time, and I can give you everything you want."

I gritted my teeth and yelled, pulling off my backpack and throwing it at him. "See this bag? It's a limited edition worldwide."

"People like you can't buy it even if you work hard all your life!"

I patted his face with a sneer, my hands covered with tears, and made the final judgment.

"The one who is truly worthy of me is Zion George, who is of the same social status as me, not you. Do you understand?"

The boy's usually straight back bent for the first time. He wiped his tears, straightened up, and spoke to me viciously.

"June Smith, don't regret it."

"Don't ever appear in front of me again!"

"Otherwise, I will kill you!"

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