Chapter 2

I took a cab back to my parents' house.

After taking a shower, I lay in bed, reflecting on the years I had spent with James.

We had been together since college, and because of his family situation, I had always taken care of the finances. Our relationship used to be harmonious, and we never fought.

Today, things just didn't go his way, and he showed his true colors.

Suddenly, I felt like I didn't know him at all, as if I had never really understood him.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, James messaged me: [Sorry, baby. I was too impulsive today and didn't consider your feelings.]

Reading his message, my anger faded by half.

I thought, "Maybe I have misunderstood?"

But the next second, he sent me pictures of newly built developments.

[Baby, check out these new developments. The locations are great. I'm just thinking about our future.]

He made it sound so righteous, positioning himself on the moral high ground, as if using my parents' money to buy a car for myself was selfish.

I intentionally sent him a screenshot of an order I had placed.

He got frustrated and, after a while, sent me a long voice message.

"Are you crazy? Who buys a car these days? What's the point of driving a luxury car?

"How selfish are you? I'm thinking about our future, have you thought about it?

"You're a woman. What's the point of you driving such an expensive car? Do you even know anything about cars?

"Besides, your dad gives you all this money, and you can't even plan for our future?"

He sent me several voice messages. I knew that sixty seconds was the limit for a voice message, not his.

I didn't want to listen to him talk any longer, so I shot back, "Are you crazy? Why should I use my dad's money to buy you a house?

"Are you that shameless?

"You're too stupid to even live off someone properly. With a brain like yours, you should hurry up and go see a doctor!"

With that, I immediately blocked and deleted him.

I also froze all the cards I had given him.

I took screenshots of all the bank transfers I had made to him over the years and printed them out.

"Scumbag, go to hell!" I thought.