Betrayed at the Table, I Cleaned Out My Fiancé
On the night before I'm set to officially marry Shawn Ford, he keeps losing to his godsister, Tiffany Lynch, at the poker table on purpose.
"We're just playing for fun. Aren't we a family? Everyone here knows that Tiffany and I are as thick as thieves since young."
Tiffany plays with a poker card absent-mindedly.
"Surely you don't mind, right? Shawn told me that if I were to win this round, he'd give me the funds meant to renovate your marital home so that I can buy myself some bags."
The other players begin to cheer on Tiffany at that moment.
"Hell yeah! Tiffany is really lucky when it comes to poker! Joanna, there's no use saving that meager salary of yours. Why don't you just bet everything on the table to spice things up?"
I don't bother speaking afterward. All I do is pull out a chair and sit across from Shawn. Then, I dig out a property deed from my bag.
"You wanted to spice things up, right? I just bought this property at full price. Do you have the guts to put everything you have on the stake?"