Exposing a Boyfriend's Betrayal1
On New Year's Eve, my boyfriend of five years sent me a 40-dollar red envelope.
I accepted the red envelope, but his mother inexplicably sent me an 800-word essay accusing me of being materialistic.
After returning to his hometown with my boyfriend, I found out that he had spent 400 thousand dollars on his another girlfriend.
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"Wendy, what are your plans for tonight?"
"Oh, why bother asking her? Wendy and her boyfriend have been dating for five years, of course they're going on a date!"
In the WhatsApp group, a few friends were discussing tonight's plans.
I forced a bitter smile.
Everyone thought that as someone like me who had a boyfriend, I would definitely go on a date on New Year's Eve.
Except for my boyfriend, Troy Shaw.
About a week ago, I had already hinted to Troy several times that I wanted to watch the fireworks with him on New Year's Eve.
Troy always used the excuse of being busy with work and having to work overtime to brush me off.
We had been in a relationship for five years, I naturally knew that he was a workaholic, so I didn't say much.
But when the clock struck midnight, I sat alone in the house we rented, feeling a bit disappointed as I saw sweet photos posted on other people's social media and heard fireworks exploding outside the window.
A few friends who care about the sense of ceremony sent me New Year's greetings at midnight. After replying to them, I opened the WhatsApp chat box with Troy.
The chat records made me feel a bit dazed.
In the past, we used to share everything with each other, even if it was just a beautiful cloud or a cute dog we saw on the way to work.
When did we stop having endless conversations?
I still sent a New Year's greeting to Troy first.
Troy didn't reply to me until the next morning at 10 o'clock.
[Baby, I worked overtime yesterday and slept at the office. Happy New Year!]
Troy sent me a red envelope.
I received it, there were 40 dollars inside.
After graduating for many years, we have long lost our youthfulness.
He earned 7000 thousand dollars a month, which was similar to me.
For us, such a 40-dollar red envelope was really like a joke.
But I didn't say anything, it was Troy who explained as if he was afraid that I would think too much.
[We need to save money to buy a house for marriage, so I won't give you more this time.]
Yes, we were already preparing for the wedding.