My Super-rich Boyfriend's Trick

My Super-rich Boyfriend's Trick

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Here's the translation: "My boyfriend is a top-tier rich second generation. To test whether I would give everything for him, he hid his identity and lived off me for three years. He even asked me to help him treat his depression, spending twenty thousand a month on expert consultations. I scrimped and saved, working tirelessly delivering takeout, while my colleagues and friends looked down on me. The final test my boyfriend gave me was to spend the last of my savings on luxury goods, to see if I would forgive him for love. But unexpectedly- As I stood outside the hotel private room delivering takeout, I heard the whole truth. I slowly pushed open the door to the room and saw him lavishly spending on a little princess, casually throwing around millions on bags and tens of millions on jewelry..."

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

When Roderick saw me standing at the door, he jumped up from the sofa.

His face was full of panic and confusion as he took a few steps toward me.

"Alexandra, what are you doing here?"

I looked at the extravagant private room. Even though I was sweating from delivering food in the scorching heat, I felt a chill run down my spine.

I heard my own trembling voice ask him, "Aren't you supposed to be seeing a specialist at the hospital, Roderick?"

Roderick tried to make excuses.

"Alexandra, listen to me. Dr. Hayden's appointment was rescheduled for tomorrow, so I came to meet up with some friends."

"Sorry, I should have told you in advance."

He took my hand and gently rubbed my palm.

This was his usual way of apologizing to me, and it had always worked.

But not today.

I coldly brushed his hand away, took out my broken phone with the cracked screen, and opened the hospital's specialist appointment page.

Dr. Hayden was scheduled for today, but not tomorrow.

I showed him the phone, and his face turned ashen.

"Alexandra, I didn't mean to, I..."

I laughed bitterly in anger.

If I hadn't overheard their conversation, I might have been fooled by him.

Just moments ago, I stood at the door and heard their laughter-

"Man, this amount of money isn't even enough for a meal. Why lie to the girl?"

"Wow, $40,000, down to the last cent. Didn't even leave money for his own meal! Roderick, you've got some nerve, tricking the poor girl like that! She's head over heels for you. Shouldn't you give her a break now?"

"Come on, she's just smitten because Roderick's handsome. She's just a lovestruck woman!"

Roderick's slightly cold voice came through, "There's one last step to pass. I need to see if she'll still forgive me after spending all her money on luxury goods."

Someone whistled, "Roderick, you're making us all jealous! The girl is so forgiving and devoted to you. Who here has your luck?"

The truth was, all of this was Roderick's doing!

To test how far I would go for him, he treated me like a plaything!

I took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress my sorrow, and spoke to him.

"Roderick, is this fun for you?"

"I've given my all to this relationship, stretching every dollar to make ends meet, delivering food until I'm parched and exhausted, too stingy to buy a bottle of water! And you? You're here having a great time, spending nearly fifty thousand dollars on a meal!"

"Seeing me suffer brings you joy! All those cruel tests were just for your fun! Roderick, you really know how to ruin someone!"

I was seething with rage, reminding myself not to shed a tear for this jerk, but my eyes quickly filled with tears from the anger and frustration!

I threw the delivery box to the ground, revealing high-end sushi inside.

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