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In my past life, I was a devoted admirer of Huo Nians. I was willing to give up everything for him, but he despised me for my lack of wealth. He only had eyes for his white moonlight. When I returned to live again, I became a miser. But this time, he couldn't handle it.

Chapter 1

When I opened my eyes again, I stood inside a private room, clutching a bouquet of fiery red roses. I had just uttered that pathetic line, "Gavin, I love you. I'm willing to give everything for you!"

A female classmate nearby saw my heartfelt confession and started cheering me on. "Go for it, Helen!"

Gavin snatched the roses from my hand and smashed them against me.

His eyes burned with rage as he spat out, "Helen, what do you have besides money? Can you stop bothering me?"

The vibrant petals broke apart under his force.

They scattered on the floor, like a fleeting burst of beauty.

I lowered my head.

Only then did I realize I had been reborn.

Gavin's eyes blazed red with anger. "Think you're something because you're rich? You think these pointless gestures will win me over? Helen, besides money, what do you have? Let me tell you, I'll never love you!"

It felt as if my very existence was a mistake.

Back then, his mother had cancer and needed five hundred thousand for surgery.

I had five hundred thousand, the first sum I earned from starting my own business.

But Gavin came to me, begging for the money.

I agreed, on the condition that he be with me.

He could have taken a loan or tried crowdfunding.

Instead, he came straight to me.

He agreed to my terms without hesitation.

But after we got together, he didn't act like a proper boyfriend.

He kept flirting with his first love, Daphne.

He even insulted and humiliated me.

As if my money just fell from the sky, effortless and free.

His mother's life was precious. His dignity was precious.

"Helen, if you love Gavin, you should give more."

"Helen, if you really love Gavin, you should turn a blind eye and let him be with Daphne!"

"Helen, you have so much money. Why make a fuss?"

Even Gavin's buddies were indignant.

They enjoyed my family's resources, spent my money.

Yet they criticized me, acting superior.

I said nothing, just stared at my clothes.

The room fell silent.

Those red roses were specially imported from abroad.

Their variety bloomed more vividly than others.

Just because he once said he liked red roses, I bought them.

But they didn't last a day before he smashed them.

Thinking about it now, I was such an idiot.

Seeing me silent, Gavin's friends grew nervous.

One guy tugged at Gavin's arm. "Gavin, don't you think you went too far? Helen seems upset."

"Hmph." Gavin looked at me, his eyes full of mockery. "If she's got the guts, let her break up with me!"

"Let's break up."I said calmly.

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