My Ex-boyfriend Stole My Money and Ran Away

My ex-boyfriend, Chris Walker, scammed me out of my money and ran away. I ended up crying in a funeral procession, only to be slapped in the face with cash by a rich woman!

I'm Everly Marrow. My parents divorced during my college entrance exams, and my father took most of the money and left a mountain of debt.

I had good grades, but to save money, I only applied to a low-tier university.

Living alone, I had to juggle my studies while earning money for living expenses and helping out at home.

My long-distance boyfriend, Chris, who had showered me with affection every day for a year, borrowed two thousand dollars from me, promising to return it soon. Then, he suddenly disappeared without a trace.

That was my entire savings!

I didn't dare tell my mom about it. I put on my only decent outfit and went to the police station alone to report the crime.

"The number he used was purchased."

I felt like I had been struck by lightning.

"What about my money?"

"Sorry, Ms. Marrow, there's nothing we can do about your situation."

I walked out of the police station in a daze, remembering that all the savings I had earned from part-time jobs over the past two years were gone. I thought of my mom working alone at the dry cleaners, and I was filled with regret and shame, my vision blurring with tears.

As I reached the main road, I suddenly encountered a noisy crowd wailing loudly...

"Dad, please don't go!"

It was a funeral procession.

As the crowd got closer, their mournful cries tugged at my nerves. I found myself inexplicably drawn into the crowd, unable to hold back my tears as I gave vent to my emotions.

"This is so tragic! So tragic!

"Don't go! My money!

"That jerk! Scammer! Give me back my money!"

The more I cried, the more furious I got, repeatedly cursing Chris, the scoundrel.

Suddenly, a sharp slap echoed through the air, leaving one side of my face stinging.

"That bastard even had a mistress?"

I looked up in shock to see an elegant old woman standing before me.

How could she hit someone?

"Who the hell is..." Mistress...

Just as I was about to explode, I noticed a heap of cash scattered at my feet, and as if possessed, I clamped my mouth shut.

"Playing dumb, huh? Think it's not enough, huh?"

The wealthy woman casually flipped open her wallet and disdainfully tossed a card in front of me.

"Here's two hundred thousand dollars. From now on, don't show your face around me!"

I silently picked up the cash and the bank card as the rich woman stormed off. Onlookers around me started murmuring.

"So young to be a mistress..."

"She looks so innocent, rich folks sure like this type these days."

I kept my head down, but I couldn't help but smirk.

I was rich now, who cared what they said!

I joyfully hopped all the way to the bank. The PIN was right on the back of the card, and sure enough, there were two hundred thousand dollars in it. I immediately sent twenty thousand dollars to my mom so she wouldn't have to work for a few months and could rest at home.

Mom thought I was up to no good and called right away.

"Everly, where did you get all that money?!"

"I won the lottery!"

"Just don't do anything bad out there... things are already tight at home!"

"Don't worry, Mom. I'm sending you this much for now. Let's open a store when I come home for the holidays! You've always wanted to own a flower shop!"

It took some convincing, but I finally got her to believe we really had struck it rich.