All Chapters of My Roommate Tried To Steal My Millionaire Boyfriend: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My words carry across the empty lecture hall.For one second, the room falls silent. Then everyone bursts out laughing.“You’re almost two hundred pounds. Seriously, look in a mirror. What makes you think you can compete with Sophie?”“Sophie is trying to help you, and you’re still ungrateful? Your heart is just as ugly as your face.”Not a single person believes what I said.Sophie glances at the old photo I pulled up, and her face settles into an expression that says she knew this was coming.“Emily, are you really going to send him a photo that’s been edited this much?”She lets out a soft sigh.“I’m not trying to put you down.”“But you look nothing like this anymore. You’re going to disappoint him even more when you finally meet.”Someone beside us leans over for a better look. They immediately laugh even harder.“How could that possibly be her? Her features don’t even look the same.”“If that’s really her, I’ll eat this seminar table right now.”“Using a photo like that to date s

The class group chat quickly comes alive.“She really went to the gym? I thought she’d quit after signing up for a membership.”“Come on. Is the rec center treadmill okay today?”“Someone should probably remind the trainer to check the weight limit on the equipment.”Someone turns the photo of me crying miserably at the gym into a meme and floods the group chat with it.Sophie even tags me, her words sweet on the surface.【Emily, don’t be sad. It’s brave of you to take the first step.】【The photo is a little embarrassing, but everyone just wants to encourage you to keep going.】I swallow the tears burning behind my eyes and look at myself in the mirror for the first time.Years of binge eating have thrown my hormones out of balance. My face is covered in acne, and stretch marks are visible across my body.Thankfully, my trainer tells me that if I stick to the workout plan and change my diet, these problems will gradually improve.From that day on, my life changes completely.The first

The day we are supposed to meet finally arrives.I put on the dress I pick out days ago, fasten the Van Cleef & Arpels necklace Richard sends me around my neck, and get my hair trimmed into the style that suits me best.As I cross the campus quad, a guy I don’t recognize suddenly stops me.His ears turn red as he asks if he can have my Instagram.For a second, I don’t even process what he is asking.It isn’t until he awkwardly repeats himself that I realize he is actually asking for my contact information.I politely turn him down and hurry toward the student center. The delay makes me a little late.From a distance, I spot a sleek black Porsche parked along the curb.Richard is already there.I take a deep breath and start walking toward him. Then I see Sophie step in front of him first.“Hi, Richard.”She smiles naturally, warmly.“I’m Sophie. You’ve seen my pictures.”She has clearly dressed up for this.Everything is carefully chosen, from her dress to her hair, as if she has rehe

The crowd falls silent all at once.A few people glance at each other, as if they have just heard something ridiculous.“Wait. She’s Emily?”“No way. Isn’t Emily that… fat girl everyone always jokes about?”“I’ve seen Emily before. She doesn’t look like this at all. Did he get the wrong person?”Sophie freezes where she stands. Her gaze drags from my face down to the hem of my dress, then climbs back to my face again.It is as if she refuses to believe it no matter what.She even pulls up old photos of me and compares them to the person standing in front of her, one by one.“Impossible.”Her voice tightens.“She’s not Emily.”“Richard, you’ve never seen her in person. You don’t know what she really looks like. There’s no way she can be Emily.”Richard ignores every doubtful voice around us.He only looks at me, his gaze deeper than before, and somehow even quieter.“Come on.”He takes my hand gently.“I made a reservation. Let’s go to dinner.”I don’t leave right away.Instead, I turn

I originally think they will at least try to defend themselves.To my surprise, the group exchanges a few looks, and their attitude changes faster than someone flipping a page.Someone takes out his phone on the spot and transfers the money he bet against me.“Emily, I said some really awful things before. This fifty is me losing the bet, and also me apologizing.”Another person becomes even more eager and hands me the iced coffee in his hand.“I sent mine too. Honestly, you’re incredible.”“To keep going like that for three months? Not everyone can do that.”Soon, the tone of everyone around me changes completely.“Emily, you’re seriously a whole different person now.”“It’s not just that you got prettier. You’re glowing.”“Those memes before were way too much. The fact that you pushed through all of that is honestly amazing.”They crowd around me, as if they can make up for every cruel laugh with praise.Sophie’s face grows uglier and uglier.“Can you all stop being such suck-ups?”S