My Girlfriend Got Cancer, But I Dumped Her

I sacrificed everything for the woman I loved, working five grueling jobs on just five hours of sleep to raise one million dollars for her cancer treatment. I even sold my late parents' house and drained our family savings. But my devotion was met with the ultimate betrayal. While working at a bar, I caught her drinking and laughing with another man. The truth was a devastating blow: she was never sick. Instead, she was the wealthy heiress of the Wilson Group, and I was just her plaything.

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Chapter 2

I sat by the hospital bed, trembling and in tears, while the children teased me.

The word "cancer" felt like a devastating blow to our family.

Confronted with an operation costing nearly a million dollars, I felt utterly powerless.

At that moment, I berated myself, "Micah, you're useless. You can't even protect the one you love. What kind of man are you?"

Memories of our dreams flooded back.

"Micah, I want to feel the sea breeze at the beach, ride elephants, and take beautiful pictures."

"Finally, I want to welcome our lovely children with you."

These dreams remained unfulfilled, overshadowed by life's harsh realities.

Fate seemed to toy with the already unfortunate.

The doctors warned me that time was running out and the operation needed to happen quickly.

To cover the costs, I sold the house my parents left me and borrowed their savings.

Ultimately, I even took out a significant bank loan to gather the funds for the surgery.

On the eve of the operation, I knelt by the hospital bed, holding her hand tightly, tears flowing, "Honey, you must be strong. I've raised the money for your operation. You can focus on your treatment."

Caroline smiled gently but sadly, caressing my head and asking, "Micah, where did you get your money?"

Though I tried to shield her from worry, she pressed for the truth.

When I revealed everything, her eyes filled with tears, and her voice trembled, "Micah, I'm sorry for making you sacrifice so much for me. I'm such a bad woman. I don't deserve your kindness to me."

I hugged her tightly, reassuring her, "No. Don't say that, I did this willingly."

Touched by my words, Caroline sobbed, "Honey, will you propose to me?"

I finally waited for the happiest time in my life.

I got down on one knee and asked her to marry me.

My life was nearing completion.

But the next day, I had to juggle five jobs to repay the enormous debt.

During the day, I worked at a construction site and washed dishes at a restaurant. At night, I worked as a waiter in a bar.

Then, as I opened the door to a luxury box, I was stunned to see Caroline raising a glass with a strange man.

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