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Unveiling the Truth: My Boyfriend Is a Billionaire

To help her fiancé, Owen, recover from a failed business venture, she worked tirelessly at multiple jobs to chip away at his massive debt. But her dedication shatters during a routine driving gig. While transporting a female passenger to a hotel for a tryst, she overhears the girl calling her boyfriend Owen. Hoping it is just a coincidence, her worst fears are confirmed at the destination. Through the window, she spots her own fiancé waiting eagerly with a luxury designer dress and contraceptives.
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Chapter 3

My heart was filled with bitterness. Owen felt the teardrops on his hand and looked up at me.

"Does it hurt too much? Bear with it, it will get better soon."

He said it softly, trying to comfort me, but my tears fell.

"Why are you crying so much? Does it hurt too badly? Should we go to the hospital?"

His panic was real, so he could like me and another person at the same time?

"It's nothing," I said, wiping my tears away. He placed my leg on the sofa and went to the kitchen to wash the cherries.

"Don't you like cherries? The fruit store had a sale today."

I watched him place the washed cherries in front of me. "Try them, see how they taste."

I looked at the man in front of me, still feeling a bit of doubt in my heart.

I was desperate to know what he was really thinking.

"Owen, have you taken many orders these days?"

Owen looked up and met my eyes, reaching out to tousle my hair.

"You thought I didn't have any work today and were worried about me, right?"

I nodded. If he could be honest, maybe I could give him another chance.

He smiled and opened his e-wallet, showing me about two thousand dollars of earnings.

"I just finished a painting today, and this is the income."

A pang of pain hit my heart as I stared at him, wanting to see through the man I had loved for so many years.

The next morning, I slowly came out of the house.

I saw breakfast on the table outside, which Owen had bought.

"Eat something first, then go to work."

I nodded and sat down to eat breakfast.

As I pushed the door open to leave, I glanced into his room. He wasn't painting.

He was on his phone, replying to messages.

"Owen, I still don't feel well. Can you come with me to the hospital?"

I closed the door and walked over to him as I spoke.

He seemed startled and dropped his phone.

The drawing software on his computer was blank.

I glanced at the text on his phone screen. He had arranged to meet Mia today.

Owen quickly picked up his phone, looking at me with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

My mind was buzzing in confusion. He had never looked at me like that before.

So, Samuel was right. Owen's true love was Mia.