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Unveiling the Truth: My Boyfriend Is a Billionaire
My fiancé was heavily in debt after his business venture failed. To repay the debt, he and I took on multiple jobs. Once, while I was doing a driving gig, I took a girl to a hotel for a hookup. She called her boyfriend while in the car. "Owen, I'm almost there. Remember to prepare that, and get me a set of clothes." My heart ached; her boyfriend had the same name as my fiancé! I thought I misheard until I saw that familiar face through the car window. He was waving a brand new designer dress and a large pack of Durex at the girl.
Chapters (6)
第1章
My fiancé was heavily in debt after his business venture failed.
To repay the debt, he and I took on multiple jobs.
Once, while I was doing a driving gig, I took a girl to a hotel for a hookup.
She called her boyfriend while in the car.
"Owen, I'm almost there. Remember to prepare that, and get me a set of clothes."
My heart ached; her boyfriend had the same name as my fiancé!
I thought I misheard until I saw that familiar face through the car window.
He was waving a brand new designer dress and a large pack of Durex at the girl.
1
Owen's business venture failed.
His company's cash flow broke, leaving him with a lot of debt.
To repay the debt, I sold my account and the gifts he had given me.
This barely managed to repay more than half of the debt.
But there was still over a million left.
So every day, besides his regular job, he took on private painting commissions after work.
And I started doing driving gigs.
Today, I got a driving gig.
The client asked me to come quickly and offered an extra three thousand as a fee.
I gobbled up the freshly bought donut and took a big gulp of the remaining half cup of milk.
"Didn't you say you didn't have a proper suit to wear? Today I earned three thousand, so I can buy you a suitable outfit!"
I joyfully shared this good news with Owen.
He needed to concentrate when painting, so his phone was usually set to 'Do Not Disturb' all day.
Not responding promptly was normal, but he always prepared meals for me before I got home.
He knew what I liked to eat and would occasionally surprise me with little treats.
Despite the debt, I always felt that as long as we worked together, we could overcome any difficulties.
I quickly got on the bike, my helmet pressing my hair into a layer of sweat, but I dared not slack off.
Riding to Lovelle Road, I saw the client's license plate number.
"Let's go."
I heard the client's voice, which sounded drunk.
I just grunted and immediately followed the route; driving such a luxury car, I had to be extra careful.
So, I drove very slowly.
The client's phone rang, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the car.
"Owen, don't worry, I'm almost there."
Hearing that name, I felt my blood freeze.
It couldn't be, I must have heard wrong.
"By the way, since you asked me to come to the hotel, make sure to prepare everything. I still need to shower later, and I don't want to get pregnant."
The car was eerily quiet, but I heard a voice on the client's phone that I knew all too well.
"Alright, I'll have someone get it ready."
My grip on the steering wheel tightened. A car suddenly appeared next to me, snapping me back to reality.
I couldn't be sure, maybe I had just heard wrong. After all, voices can sound similar.
With a nervous heart, I sped up the car.
Outside the five-star hotel, I put on my mask before getting out of the car, and the client transferred the three thousand to me.
She then turned and waved at a meticulously dressed man at the hotel entrance.
I looked closely and realized that the man in the distance was my fiancé, Owen Scott.
He was waving a designer dress at the client, dressed in a custom-made suit.
Even his shoes were custom-made and expensive.
The young girl ran into his arms, and he laughed joyfully, then took out the contraceptives from the bag and joked with her.
Owen embraced her, not caring about the onlookers, and kissed her passionately.
I didn't know how long I stood there, stunned, watching them walk into the hotel and get a room.
My heart felt like it had been crushed. Every step felt like my feet were filled with lead.
第2章
When I got home and looked at the blank screen, my heart ached with countless stabs of pain.
His account was automatically logged in on the computer.
I saw that all the message records on his account were completely clean.
There wasn't even a single WhatsApp contact for a client asking for his paintings.
When Owen pushed the door open, I quickly shut down the computer.
The pain in my calf repeatedly attacked my nerves, making me break out in a cold sweat.
I forced myself to hop over to the sofa and sat down, looking up at the clock in the living room.
It was already one in the morning.
"Why are you still up?"
Owen's hair was a bit messy, and he was wearing a white T-shirt and light blue jeans, with cheap sneakers on his feet.
But he had something in his hand, a bag with a few cherries inside.
"What's wrong? Let me see your leg."
Owen carefully examined my calf and saw it was badly swollen and red.
He took some medicine and slowly massaged my leg.
As I got close to him, I noticed a strand of brown hair on him, the same color as that woman's hair from earlier today.
He must have thought I was too stupid, so he didn't care about me at all and didn't even bother to hide it.
I felt a wave of disgust in my heart.
After I dropped off that woman at the hotel, I planned to take another order.
The other order was nearby, and I quickly found the client's car.
But as soon as I arrived, the client canceled the order, and I was kicked from behind and fell to the ground.
When I saw who it was, I felt another hard stomp on my calf.
I screamed in pain, but no one around helped me.
Later, I realized that all the people around were classmates of Samuel, Owen's brother.
And Samuel stood in front of them, allowing them to bully me.
"Samuel, isn't this your sister-in-law? Aren't you afraid your brother will be mad at you for this?"
Samuel laughed wildly, looking at me with disdain.
"How could my brother be mad at me because of her? He's afraid this woman will bring her poverty into my family!"
"You're right, your brother is the future heir of your family, and his wife must be a good match."
"Yeah, and Mia is back. My brother and Mia have been childhood sweethearts."
The pain in my leg persisted as Samuel and his classmates left.
When I climbed up from the ground, my leg was too injured to ride a bike.
But the summer rain started pouring suddenly, without warning.
I intended to call a cab home, but I found my phone was broken and couldn't call a cab.
The rain was pouring down, and no one was around. Only a 24-hour convenience store was still open.
When I walked into the store in my soaking wet clothes, I was afraid of dirtying the floor.
"Ah, it hurts so much..."
I couldn't help but cry out from the pain in my leg.
I looked up at Owen and saw him staring at my calf with a pained expression.
So, did Owen know that Samuel came today or not?
第3章
My heart was filled with bitterness. Owen felt the teardrops on his hand and looked up at me.
"Does it hurt too much? Bear with it, it will get better soon."
He said it softly, trying to comfort me, but my tears fell.
"Why are you crying so much? Does it hurt too badly? Should we go to the hospital?"
His panic was real, so he could like me and another person at the same time?
"It's nothing," I said, wiping my tears away. He placed my leg on the sofa and went to the kitchen to wash the cherries.
"Don't you like cherries? The fruit store had a sale today."
I watched him place the washed cherries in front of me. "Try them, see how they taste."
I looked at the man in front of me, still feeling a bit of doubt in my heart.
I was desperate to know what he was really thinking.
"Owen, have you taken many orders these days?"
Owen looked up and met my eyes, reaching out to tousle my hair.
"You thought I didn't have any work today and were worried about me, right?"
I nodded. If he could be honest, maybe I could give him another chance.
He smiled and opened his e-wallet, showing me about two thousand dollars of earnings.
"I just finished a painting today, and this is the income."
A pang of pain hit my heart as I stared at him, wanting to see through the man I had loved for so many years.
The next morning, I slowly came out of the house.
I saw breakfast on the table outside, which Owen had bought.
"Eat something first, then go to work."
I nodded and sat down to eat breakfast.
As I pushed the door open to leave, I glanced into his room. He wasn't painting.
He was on his phone, replying to messages.
"Owen, I still don't feel well. Can you come with me to the hospital?"
I closed the door and walked over to him as I spoke.
He seemed startled and dropped his phone.
The drawing software on his computer was blank.
I glanced at the text on his phone screen. He had arranged to meet Mia today.
Owen quickly picked up his phone, looking at me with a hint of resentment in his eyes.
My mind was buzzing in confusion. He had never looked at me like that before.
So, Samuel was right. Owen's true love was Mia.
第4章
"Abigail, I just picked up a few more orders, so I'm a bit busy."
My hand gripped the hem of my pants tightly, and I was momentarily dazed.
I couldn't believe these words.
"Can I take you downstairs and help you call a cab?"
I had to register and get checked at the hospital, and my leg hadn't fully healed, but he didn't seem to worry about that.
I didn't know how the words came out of my throat; I could only say "okay."
After Owen put me in a cab, I couldn't hold back anymore. Pretending to look at my phone, tears welled up in my eyes.
I didn't dare make a sound, afraid the driver would notice.
I didn't know how long I sobbed before I asked the driver to turn and take me to my workplace.
I worked at a jewelry store during the day, earning a decent salary.
As soon as I walked in, I saw someone picking out a necklace at the counter.
From the side, I could tell it was Mia.
As soon as I walked in, Mia's gaze almost stuck to me, making me uncomfortable.
"I want her to help me."
Mia pointed at me, asking me to serve her. I wanted to refuse.
But someone pulled me over.
"I want to try on these earrings. Please help me put them on."
I looked at the earrings on the counter, still feeling resistant.
"Miss Baker, how about I help you instead?"
Eleanor suggested, knowing the commission on such high-end items was substantial.
"I want her. If she doesn't come over, you both can leave!"
Eleanor was panic-stricken, grabbing my arm with tears almost falling.
"Miss Baker is our boss's friend, Abigail. Please help me out!"
I had no choice but to step forward, my scalp tingling, and put on gloves.
"Sorry, Miss Baker, I will assist you."
Mia smiled and continued talking with her friend.
I approached her and aimed the earring post at her earlobe, ready to put it on.
Unexpectedly, she pushed me away.
"Have you been trained at all? It hurts so much! Do they let anyone work here now?"
My waist hit the edge of the counter, and with my leg still not fully healed, I lost my balance and fell to the ground.
Cold sweat broke out on my back. My calf hurt badly. I tried to prop myself up, but I had no strength at all.
Mia's friend slapped me, making my head spin.
Someone lifted my chin, and I looked dazedly at the person in front of me.
"So, this is the woman Owen chose? When did his taste get so bad?"
The woman's nails dug into my chin, causing sharp pain.
I pushed her away. Eleanor tried to help me up, but the manager stopped her.
"How dare you? Miss Baker is Mr. Scott's fiancée. If you offend her, how will you keep your job?"
第5章
I thought, "Fiancée? Owen's fiancée is Mia, then what am I?"
"Actually, I'm curious too, how Owen found such a cheap substitute.
"By the way, you might not know this, but the Scott family is very wealthy. Even if his business failed, he wouldn't ask you for money."
Mia thought for a moment, then opened the transfer records.
"Can you see that? This is the money he transfers to me every month. And your money is right here!"
She pointed to the ring and bag she was wearing and sneered.
"But you do resemble mine a bit. No wonder Owen chose you!"
Mia then took the earring she had just removed and scratched it across my face.
"Tell me, if your face had a scar and didn't look like mine anymore, would Owen still want you?"
I felt Mia's hand press harder and harder. My face hurt so much, and it felt like she was about to pierce it.
"Mia, did you find anything you like? If so, buy it."
Owen entered and asked with concern, but when he saw blood running down my face, a flash of panic crossed his eyes.
He probably thought I had gone to the hospital for my checkup, so he felt comfortable coming to this store to meet Mia.
第6章
When Mia saw Owen, she dropped the earring in her hand and leaned into his arms.
Mia's tears fell as she accused me of wrongdoing to Owen, who grew angrier with every word,
"Abigail, if you're so confused, go to the hospital and check. Working here only causes trouble for others."
He said with urgency and anger as if he couldn't wait for me to disappear from his sight.
I reached up to touch the scraped part of my cheek, but the pain on my face was nothing compared to the pain in my heart.
It took me a long time to slowly get up from the ground, and Owen seemed to notice the wound on my cheek.
He took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from my face, but I slapped him across the face.
"Get out! All of you, get out!"
Other customers in the store pointed at us. Owen grabbed my hand, and Mia followed us.
Owen closed the door after we entered an empty room.
I looked at his face, with his gold-rimmed glasses and meticulously styled hair. He had even worn cologne to meet Mia.
I flung his hand off my arm.
"Owen, don't you have anything better to do?"
I stumbled backward, glaring at him.
"You chose me because I look like her, didn't you?
"If you like her so much, just stick to her and leave me alone!"
My eyes reddened with anger, and my stomach churned with pain.
"Abigail, I..."
He wanted to explain but didn't know where to start.
Because the truth was exactly that, any explanation would be redundant.
"Yesterday, I took her to the hotel to see you, did you know that?"
I pointed at Mia, and a flash of panic crossed Owen's eyes.
"Do you know how I felt when I saw you in a custom suit, holding and kissing her?"
Owen reached out to comfort me, but I pushed him away.
"At that moment, I even thought I could give you another chance!"
"Abigail..."
"Don't call me. You're filthy!"
I screamed, wanting to vent all my frustration.
"What are you pretending for? Didn't you go after Owen because he was rich and had a company?
"You're just an orphan with bad luck who wants to get ahead. Tell me, what do you want? I'll give it to you!"
I looked at Mia in a fury and slapped her across the face!
Owen pushed me away, and I fell against the corner of the wall, hitting the back of my head on the window ledge. My vision became even blurrier.
Mia came straight at me and grabbed my throat.
"You bitch, how dare you hit me!"
I couldn't breathe. Were they trying to kill me? Why could this pair of scumbags touch me like this?
They were the ones who deserved to die!