When Love Becomes A Monstrous Joke

Chapter 3

Word Count: 741 | Released on: 15/08/2026

sa's

y heart beating a steady, r

It was Brianna, who had chased after me again, pan

something Caden made for me last week. He's always so busy, but he still

hter full of affection. "Even though the stitc

thread. The dark brown leather was incredibly s

d lying around," Brianna said, handing the pouch to me.

s wasn't some "old scrap leather lying around." This was th

e. Caden knew perfectly well how precious this was to me. He was the one who he

ding me for being "too sentimental" over a piece of old furniture. And now, my

" My voice was tight as I h

be it was just something he bought for a few bucks

charity gala. The board members from my dad's hospital were all there. Everyone said we were the perfect c

radiantly among a crowd of VIPs. This was his glamorou

en together in public. A married resident will make people think

ice light. "Honey? I'm almost there. I know you miss me, see you in five minutes!" After hanging up, her ch

ietly" and not disturb his studying; when I was bedridden with a high fever, he only texted me to get well soon becau

on't waste any more time on that man who is

Looking at the text from Caden demanding money still on my scr

in an instant. Next, I switc

elief surfaced on my lips. "From n

you ever again." Brianna checked her watch and wave

trance, running straight into the trap

toward the subway station. The cold wind brushed my face,

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“I spent three years, drained all my savings, and gave up my career as an architect, all just to help my husband Caden pay off his debts. Yet, at his residency appointment ceremony, I watched with my own eyes as he publicly thanked his "beautiful fiancée"-a wealthy heiress named Brianna. While I wore old clothes bought from thrift stores and survived on instant noodles just to barely cover his rent, he used my hard-earned money to buy her a brand-new BMW and gifted her a set of antique Cartier jewelry. Even the Montblanc pen I carefully selected and had engraved became a gift he gave to her. He kept our marriage a secret from the world, treating me like a nameless ATM, while using her family's hospital connections to climb step by step to the peak of his career. The most ironic part was when one day, Brianna unknowingly took out that very pen of mine to show me. "These kinds of men are just leeches. They will drain everything from you and then throw you away, shattered." Everything from my past three years had actually become an absurd joke. I blocked his number, tossed that cheap pawnshop wedding ring into the trash, and left this city to build a kingdom of my own. Later, Brianna also discovered his true colors, and together, we made sure he received the punishment he deserved. To think he actually ended up crying and screaming, kneeling down to beg for our forgiveness!”