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 3

Nowa Bar was the most luxurious bar in Tumbrin, with the presidential private room requiring a minimum spend of 88,888 dollars.

At this moment, Caroline was in a bold red dress that accentuated her allure.

She stood at the center of attention among several young, wealthy men.

I know all these men. They were regulars at the bar.

The transformation of Caroline, usually gentle and calm, into an imposing queen shocked me.

Beside her was a familiar male celebrity, Jasper.

The two of them drank from a glass of wine in front of me.

Jasper said, "Caroline, thanks for paving the way for me in the entertainment industry over the years. Let's toast to our friendship."

Another young man teased, "Caroline, I hear you're still dating that poor guy. He probably doesn't know all his earnings are going to support others. I admire your skill in pretending to be sick to force him to break up."

Another person was grinning, "I heard he sold his house and borrowed from everywhere for you. Such a dedicated person. If I weren't a guy, I'd want to marry him."

Caroline surveyed the room and replied calmly, "I'm just playing with him. We'll break up when I'm tired of him."

After saying that, every man pulled out their bank cards for her.

"Caroline, I'm willing to admit defeat!"

"You're awesome. You've been playing with a low-class guy for five years. I can't do it."

"You are not really in love with him, are you? You are the daughter of the Wilson Group, and he is just a low-level worker. The gap between your status is too big, and he is not worthy of you."

At this, Caroline laughed lightly, "After I find a reason to break up with him, I'll date someone else."

The men eagerly jostled to catch Caroline's attention.

"Pick me, Caroline. I'm obedient."

"I'm strong."

This scene overwhelmed me.

After three years of courting and five years of loving, I had placed everything on the line for her, even accumulating debt.

Yet, I was now labeled the "poor man" and "low-level man" by the very people she entertained.

My unwavering love for her had become a mere wager among them.

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