After Discovering My Cheating Boyfriend,I Winning 50 Million

The night I discovered my boyfriend had cheated on me, I found myself, almost as if possessed, walking to the lottery retailer across from my apartment.

When I bought a scratch-off ticket and scratched off the third row of symbols, a long string of numbers appeared.

It was... 50 million dollars?!

This time, not only would I humiliate the scumbag, but I would also deal with the despicable homewrecker and lived a happy life.

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Standing in front of room 8103 at a hotel, the last bit of trust I had left finally crumbled. It collapsed the moment I heard that familiar voice inside the room, whispering all sorts of intimate words to another woman.

I looked down at my phone, at the message from an unknown contact: [Room 8103, come for a surprise.]

I checked the last message from Felipe, and it read: [I won't be coming home tonight. I'm gaming with my buddies at the internet cafe.]

Tears blurred my phone screen and then dripped down to the carpet in the hallway.

My trembling hand gripped the doorknob as I imagined what would happen if I knocked. Did the two of them inside entangle in some intimate position? The thought made my emotions collapse instantly.

Suddenly, the suggestive noises from the room stopped. They seemed to have finished.

Then I heard Jewel Norton's sharp voice, "When are you going to break up with that woman? I can't wait any longer to be with you openly."

My boyfriend Felipe Jensen's response completely shattered my last bit of hope.

"What's the rush? Can't you keep it together? Sonia gets paid this weekend. Didn't you have your eye on that new bag? I'll get it for you after I cash out one last time."

Only after hearing his reply did I realize where Jewel got the nerve to come to my door. From the beginning, I had just been Felipe's ATM.

I remembered our first encounter in the cafeteria, where his card balance wasn't enough to pay for his meal.

The people behind him grew impatient, so I swiped my card for him.

He insisted on exchanging contact information and said he would pay me back once he got his part-time wages at the end of the month.

That was when I found out he was a poor student, the only one from his village to make it to college, barely able to cover tuition and living expenses with scholarships and part-time jobs.

To be honest, Felipe wasn't my type. I had planned to finish college and then think about dating only once I had a stable job.

But I couldn't resist his relentless romantic pursuit, and just like that, we ended up together.

It was because of my lack of dating experience that I was completely deceived by him later, becoming his cash cow kept in the dark.

We were together for over a year smoothly until my senior year when I graduated.

Felipe, on the other hand, couldn't balance his part-time jobs with his studies and failed some courses, so he stayed behind at school.

With the rising cost of living in Portland and stagnant part-time wages, Felipe grew discouraged and wanted to drop out of school for work.

I comforted him for a long time, telling him how precious the opportunity to go to college was, and that I would find a way to cover his tuition so he could focus on his studies.

Felipe agreed and promised to study hard and repay me once he graduated.

A year later, he finally got his diploma. I thought everything would fall into place, and we would live an ordinary yet happy life together like everyone else.

But I had forgotten that once the novelty wore off, I became nothing more than a woman he got bored.