Book 3: Chapter 4
The night was deep and heavy, reflecting the weight in my chest.
I felt like my heart had been ripped to shreds, leaving me too weak to
confront
Alexander right away.
He didn’t notice anything wrong when he got back. He just collapsed
into bed and
fell asleep.
I quietly took his phone and slipped into the bathroom.
If I was going to be hurt, I needed to know the full truth.
I tried another password I had just seen him use earlier.
The phone unlocked, revealing a completely different side of him.
On another account, I found countless group chats filled with
trust–fund kids.
In one large company group, Alexander was the boss.
Suddenly, a message popped up from someone named Emily Lane.
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“I’m coming back the day after tomorrow. Are you really not going to pick me up?”
“We were together for so many years, and just because of that
accident, we didn’t
get married. Do you really hate me that much?”
So, this was Alexander’s “one true love,” his ex?
I scrolled through their chat history and saw that he had sent her gifts
worth
hundreds of thousands, without a second thought.
There were endless transfers: $1000, $2000, $3000–one after another.
The latest transfer was just five days ago.
At the time, we were shopping together, and he had complained about.
the $6
condoms being too expensive, insisting I get the $10 birth control pills.
instead.
Yet, he turned around and transferred $4,00 to Emily Lane just because she suddenly
craved a fancy dinner.
Tears dripped onto the phone screen.
I had been living a complete joke.
I checked her social media, and there she was–Emily, jet–setting
around the world,
visiting every luxury destination.
The woman looked like a slightly more glamorous version of me, only draped in
designer labels from head to toe.
Meanwhile, I was curled up in a bathroom, wearing a cheap
discount–store
nightgown.
In a pinned chat group full of wealthy heirs, someone suddenly tagged
Alexander.
“Let’s hit the bars in a few days.”
“I’ve got some girls coming. Why’s Alexander still single at 28, not even
dating?
What’s the deal with the celibacy?”
I couldn’t stop myself–I typed a reply.
“Does no one know I’m married?”
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The group exploded instantly.
“Married? To who? Dude, it’s not April Fool’s Day, Alexander. What
kind of joke is
this?!”
“LOL, ever since you broke up with Emily Lane, we haven’t even seen you with
another girl, let alone a wife!”
“Alexander, have you lost your mind? Is your family pressuring you into marriage so
hard that you’re hallucinating?”
As I watched the rich kids mock and laugh, my hands shook as I typed.
This meant that Alexander hadn’t even told his friends I existed–not as a girlfriend,
not even as a wife.
Not only had he hidden me from his parents, but even his closest friends didn’t know
about me.
How pathetic.
Six years of our relationship–reduced to a complete joke.
I deleted the chat, closed the phone, and stared at the man sleeping
soundly in our
bed.
For the first time, I didn’t recognize him.
I couldn’t stay there any longer.
Throwing on a jacket, I left the house and stepped into the cold night.
The endless darkness felt like it was swallowing me whole.
I blocked his number, feeling utterly defeated.
For the first time, I questioned everything about my life.
All the love and warmth we’d shared had turned into a concrete wall
of pain and
betrayal.
I hurried to find a hotel and checked into a five–star room for $600.
I’d always been so frugal, but tonight, I didn’t care.
Lying in the soft bed, sleep wouldn’t come.
Alexander had the audacity to toy with my feelings like this?
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Fine.
I’ll give him a little surprise of my own.
Book 3: Chapter 5
