My Boyfriend Went on a Blind Date Behind My Back After Passing the Exam

Grant had been celebrating his new job with friends for days as if he had already reached the pinnacle of success.

That night, he got completely wasted, and a few buddies dropped him off at my place.

He stumbled onto the couch, reeking of alcohol, mumbling to himself.

Just as I was about to whip up something to help him sober up, his phone lit up.

A text popped up: [My parents were pretty pleased with you the last time we met. Let's see where this goes.]

My heart sank like a lead balloon.

Grant's phone password was his birthday, so I quickly unlocked it and dove into the chat history.

It turned out they had connected the day after he received his acceptance letter.

From the looks of it, this was a setup arranged by their parents—a blind date of sorts.

So, after getting a government job, he is eager to kick me to the curb?

Grant, is this your grand plan? You let me foot the bill while you studied for this job, only to turn around and play house with someone else? You've got some nerve!

I felt a wave of anger wash over me.

But then Grant let out a low groan, pulling me back to reality. I gently adjusted him to lie on his side and grabbed his phone, heading into the kitchen.

I pulled out my own phone and started recording a video.

First, I clicked on Grant's profile to confirm it was really his WhatsApp account; then, I captured every single message between him and this other girl. I made sure not to expose her identity but did snap a shot of her WhatsApp ID.

Don't think you can just ditch me and have a smooth ride, Grant. I'm going to make sure you regret this.

I didn't beat around the bush; I went straight to the point. My phone sat on the coffee table, capturing everything.

"I know you're seeing someone else. We don't have to keep pretending anymore. Let's break up."

Grant was clearly caught off guard. He didn't know how I found out, but he immediately shifted the blame to his mother.

"Megan, don't blame me. My mom is making me do this. She says your family isn't good enough for me. Now that I'm having a government job, she wants me to find someone who can help with my career."

Oh, sure, you're just a victim in all this, right? Forced into a blind date, pressured to impress her parents, and soon enough, you'll be pressured to marry her too, won't you? What a grand story you've got.

"None of that matters now. Let's just part ways peacefully. I won't stand in the way of your bright future."

Grant seemed touched by my apparent generosity, his expression shifting to one of guilt.

Hold on there, buddy; I've got something important to say.

"But you need to pay me back for all the living expenses and classes I covered while you were studying for the exam."

His face fell at my request.

How could he possibly come up with that money? If he had any, he wouldn't be living off me.

Grant, ever the chameleon, switched tactics and tried to play the sympathy card.

"Megan, I love you! I really don't want to marry someone else. We've been through so much together; how could I just throw that away?"

Suddenly, he dropped to his knees, tears welling up in his eyes, looking genuinely pitiful.

I said, "I only spent that money on you because I thought you were my future husband, but now you're making me feel like you've betrayed me. Even if this goes to court, I'm in the right here. You're cozying up to a wealthy family, yet you can't pay me back? Don't push me to make this a public spectacle; it won't end well for either of us."

"Megan, have you no shame?"

Just then, the door swung open, and Keira stormed in, ready to unleash a tirade on me.