After My Girlfriend Got Cancer, She Started To Play Tricks On Me1

My girlfriend, Mia Thompson, passed away from cancer, leaving behind only her lonely, orphaned younger sister, Meryl Thompson, as her concern.

I promised to take good care of her.

For this, I quit my high-paying job and returned to my hometown.

But Meryl looked exactly like Mia, and disgustingly, I found myself developing feelings.

Things took a turn for the worse when Meryl was diagnosed with leukemia.

I sold my car and house, staked all my assets, and borrowed money everywhere just to raise enough for her treatment.

When I rushed home, eager to tell Meryl the excellent news, I discovered that not only did she not have leukemia, but even Meryl was a character Mia had made up.

It was all an elaborate lie!

Her friend scoffed, "This guy's an idiot, but imagine if he knew you were deceiving him, he'd go mad, right?"

She smirked dismissively. "So what? I don't love him. It wouldn't matter to me if he died!"

But she didn't know that in my desperation to raise money for her, my cancer had progressed to a terminal stage, and I had missed the best time for treatment...

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"Ms. Thompson is quite the charmer, isn't she? She's got that poor boy Troy Hastings wrapped around her finger. I bet he still doesn't know that both sisters are actually Ms. Thompson playing a role."

Hearing a familiar voice from inside the room, I froze in mid-air as I was about to push the door open.

Poor boy?

Ms. Thompson?

What were they talking about?

Curious, I silently cracked open the door just enough to peer through and eavesdrop.

"Ms. Thompson is the heiress of the Thompson Group. It's Troy's good fortune that she even notices him! The line of suitors for Ms. Thompson could stretch aboard!"

Mia was being praised to the skies by her friends, and there was a smug sparkle in her eyes. "Troy is such a fool; he believes anything I say."

"But did that poor boy really give you two million? He must be pretty devoted, though it must have been hard for him," her friend said with a shake of her head in pity.

"Of course, he did! Every penny of the two million!" Mia boasted, pulling out a bank card from her pocket and waving it around before casually tossing it to her friend. "Here, consider it a gift from me, go buy yourself a bag."