An Heiress's Groom, My Ex's Regret
In the third year of working to raise money for the medical expenses of my girlfriend, Christine White, she once again fell into a critical condition.
During these three years, I used up all my savings and mortgaged the house my parents had left me.
I delivered takeout food, washed dishes, and even sold my blood just because she said she would marry me when she recovered.
I continued to naively gather money for her medical expenses.
While delivering takeout at the entrance of an upscale nightclub, I heard her boasting to her friends.
"That idiot Micah Jenning. I just made up an excuse about being sick, and he believed me like a lapdog! Not only did he empty his tiny savings, but he actually worked delivering food and driving Uber! I heard he even worked on a construction site a few days ago to make money! Tell me. Isn't he the ultimate simp? How pathetic.”
At that moment, the heart that loved her for three years suddenly died.
I dropped the food delivery and turned to call the rich heiress who had waited for me for three years. "Hayley Smith, you once said that you would marry me if I were willing to marry you. Does that statement still stand?"
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