Exposing a Boyfriend's Betrayal

Five years of devotion end in insult when a woman receives a mere forty-dollar New Year's gift from her boyfriend, followed by an aggressive, lengthy lecture from his mother labeling her as greedy. The ultimate betrayal comes to light during a trip to his family's hometown. There, she uncovers the devastating truth: while she was criticized for pennies, he was secretly lavishing hundreds of thousands of dollars on a second girlfriend, exposing a web of lies.

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Chapter 2

After all, we had already been discussing our marriage. Troy and I had met each other's parents and added each other as friends.

When I received a message from Troy's mother, I was still thinking if there was something wrong. But when I saw the content, I couldn't help but frown.

[Wendy, Troy works hard to earn money. As a daughter-in-law of the Shaw family, you must learn to be thrifty and manage the household well.]

[There are many high-end things in the big city. It's just a New Year's Eve. You shouldn't buy and spend everything.]

[You know, as a woman working hard in Atlanta, if it weren't for Troy, it would be difficult for you to live this kind of quality life on your own, right?]

The entire screen was filled with this short essay, and every word and sentence was accusing me of spending too much money.

Being scolded for no reason, I felt a bit angry.

I had been with Troy for so many years, and I had long known that we had no support.

I lived with him in a narrow rental house and commuted by subway.

Although my monthly salary was considered top-notch in the company, I was not willing to buy expensive cosmetics, and I had never asked for gifts on holidays or anniversaries.

Even when preparing for the wedding, I only looked at the few wedding planning companies with the best cost performance.

I did these in order to buy a house that belonged to both of us as soon as possible.

What did I do wrong to make her scold me like this?

Just because Troy sent me 40-dollar red envelope?

But 40 dollars was not even one percent of my monthly salary.

I suddenly remembered a blogger I saw on a short video just now.

She asked her boyfriend to book the top floor of the tallest building in Atlanta just to watch a magnificent drone show.

After a trip, at least one or 400 thousand dollars was needed.

The comments section was full of self-proclaimed slaves joking.

I didn't have any emotions at that time.

But now, I still envied that girl a little.

If I had money, I probably wouldn't have to be called materialistic for receiving so little money now.

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