The first time I went to my boyfriend's house for dinner, his mother and sister-in-law gave me a cold shoulder.

I complained to him, but he said that my family was poor and embarrassed him.

Without hesitation, I broke up with him.

In fact, I was the daughter of a billionaire, who loved and spoiled me a lot.

1

I had been dating my boyfriend for three years. One day, he said he wanted to take me to his home to have dinner and meet his mother.

I didn't think much about it and agreed.

Because this was a last-minute decision by Harry, I was not well-prepared.

I bought some fruits that everyone liked.

When we rang the doorbell, a heavily made-up young woman opened the door.

She looked down at me and the fruit in my hand, and took the fruit from my hand with a disdainful face.

"Come in."

I turned to look at Harry, speechless.

Harry explained to me awkwardly that she was his sister-in-law Kate.

After we came in, Kate sat on the sofa by herself, without any intention of offering me a seat.

It was Harry who later found me a small stool for me to rest.

Kate was not polite either. She took the fruit I had just brought and started eating, laughing while watching TV.

I signaled Harry with my eyes, but he lowered his head, pretending to reply to a message.

My heart suddenly felt cold.

Not long after, his mother Jill, who was staying in the kitchen, brought out the freshly cooked dishes and invited us to eat.

Kate dropped the fruit and sat on the main seat.

Jill smiled and placed a plate of braised pork ribs in front of Kate, then put stir-fried beef with bitter melon in front of Harry, and finally placed the overcooked tomato and scrambled eggs in the middle.

She told me to help myself.

I looked at the braised pork ribs, which were away from me, and fell into silence.

Seemingly, she wasn't a good host to me.

In the end, I only ate a little bit of tomato and scrambled eggs, and then put down the chopsticks.

After I finished eating, Jill started asking about my family.

"Ada, what does your family do?"

I replied casually, "Something related to land."

My family was doing the real estate business, and indeed we it was something related to land.

Kate, who was sitting in the main seat, chuckled and said, "Oh, you guys are farmers, aren't you?"

Jill's face immediately turned black, and the her tone to me also became cold.

"I hope you understand that there is a huge gap between our two families, and someone like you will drag Harry down."

She pointed at Kate and continued, "Kate's father is the general manager of a company. Only someone like her is worthy of Harry."

How could I not hear it? Jill's words clearly implied that I was not worthy of Harry.

I didn't answer and turned to stare at Harry.

He lowered his head and stirred the rice in his bowl, without making any statement.

The last glimmer of hope in my heart extinguished.

I sneered, "You're right. We're not suitable. Someone like him is not worthy of me."

"How dare you!"

Jill's face turned liver-colored.

I left her house amidst her scolding.

Harry caught up with me at the entrance of the community.

He grabbed my wrist and questioned me, "What do you mean? Are you just leaving like this?"

I shook off his wrist and said, "What else do you want me to do? Stay and let them continue to humiliate me?"

"You're overthinking. They didn't mean that. Can't you endure it for me?"

"Endure it? Do you think I have no feelings? You can't even say a word for me!" I sarcastically said.

Harry had nothing to say.

I took a deep breath and said calmly, "Harry, let's break up."

Harry stood still, unbelievably opening his mouth and saying, "Just because of this little thing, you want to break up with me?"

It turned out that in his eyes, being humiliated by his family was just a small matter.

I forced a smile and left without looking back.

He shouted hysterically behind me, "Do you think I care about you? Because your family has no money, I have to lower my head to my brother and always be inferior before Kate!"

I paused for a moment, and the tears that I had just managed to hold back burst out.

He told me that his mother favored his brother.

After his brother married a rich wife, Jill spoiled his brother even more and neglected him.

He blamed his mother for it.

But he would rather blame me for not having money than protest to his mother.

I wiped away my tears and dialed my father.

As soon as he heard my hoarse voice, he knew I had cried.

He comforted me on the phone and told me that it was a good thing to see Harry's true face before getting married.

To make me happy, he acquired a company for me and transferred hundreds of thousands of dollars to me as pocket money.

Every time I was unhappy, my father gave me a lot of money to indulge in crazy shopping.

This time was no exception.

My father was the richest man and spoiled me as his only daughter.

But he told me to be low-key all the time to prevent being targeted by malicious people, so I had always been simple and plain in front of Harry.

But they despised me because of this?

Well, it was good that I finally saw their true colors.

I sniffed and felt a little better.

I sweetly thanked my father and told him that I was much better.

However, as soon as I got home, I received a message from Harry.

He sent me a form, which showed the money he spent on me during these three years we were together.

Even for a cup of milk tea, he kept a record.

The most expensive set of cosmetics, which was actually a fake worth only a few dollars, I could tell at a glance.

At that time, in order not to hurt his self-esteem, I deliberately didn't tell him.

But at this point, he wanted to ask me for thousands of dollars!

I threw him a picture to prove its authenticity, "This is fake, worth only a few dollars."

He didn't care and insisted that he spent thousands of dollars on it.

I didn't bother to argue with him anymore and sent him thousands of dollars.

Then several pictures of invoices were sent.

Those were the invoices for the gifts I had given him, and I had kept them well over the years.

The gifts I gave him, each of them cost hundreds of dollars.

At that time, I was afraid that he would feel too much pressure, so I told him that these gifts were very cheap.

At this point, he wanted to settle accounts with me, so I would definitely calculate it carefully for him.

He kept sending me voice messages like crazy, questioning where I got so much money and speculating about my private life.

Me: [It's none of your business. Just return my money quickly.]

The evidence was there, so Harry could no longer argue.

He couldn't bear losing face, so he reluctantly returned me the money.

I took the money and then deleted him.

I knew that would humiliate him so much.

It didn't matter. I'd love to see Harry irritated but unable to do anything to me.

I happily checked my bank account. When I saw a long string of numbers on the screen, I couldn't help but smile.

After holding back for so long, I would go shopping tomorrow.

3

The next day, I drove the luxury car that had been in the garage for a long time to the department store.

I originally wanted to buy some bags and lipsticks to make up for the unhappiness during this period, but I met someone annoying in the mall again.

When Harry stood in front of me, I rolled my eyes.

While muttering "bad luck" under my breath, I was about to leave.

But a crisp female voice stopped me.

"Ada?"

I just noticed that there was a petite girl standing next to Harry.

I feel like I had seen her before, but I couldn't remember who she was for a moment.

I only remembered seeing this girl at a birthday banquet. She must be the daughter of a friend of my father's.

My father had many business partners, so it was normal that I couldn't remember.

She grabbed my arm and spoke affectionately, "Ada, it's really you! I haven't seen you in a long time! How have you been?"

I turned my head to look at Harry, and his face was already dark.

"Do you know her?"

The girl's eyes lit up, "Of course! I've known her since I was little. She even helped me when I was a child!"

With her words, I did have some impression. I helped a little girl who was a cry baby, when I was young.

Looking at the innocent and lovely girl, I felt a surge of affection.

I hugged the girl tightly and shouted loudly in an exaggerated manner,

"It's you, Olivia! Long time no see! Today let's have some fun together!"

"Where do you think you can take my girlfriend, you country bumpkin?" Harry interrupted me impatiently, then turned to the girl and said gently, "Let's go, Olivia. Just ignore this inexperienced person."

The girl named Olivia got angry and said, "Harry, you can't speak ill of Ada!"

She held my hand and turned her head to comfort me softly.

But why did I feel like this girl is a bit clingy to me?

I was a little flattered.

We two left Harry behind and walked away.

On the way, we chatted for a while, and I learned about her relationship with Harry.

Harry was an employee of her company. He was handsome and usually treated her well.

She was a little moved.

Last night, Harry confessed to her, and she agreed without hesitation.

Today was their first date.

I was so shocked by what I heard.

This Harry, has he been cheating on me for a long time?

He even wanted to coax a simple and kind little girl to be with him!

"What is he thinking?"

I rolled my eyes silently, wanting to expose Harry's true face to Olivia.

But she grabbed my hand, with a worried look in her eyes.

"Ada, I heard from your dad yesterday that you had a breakup. Who is that guy? Tell me, I will definitely help you get revenge."

Looking at her bitter and vengeful look, I fell silent.

Finally, I pointed to Harry, who was looking unhappy at the entrance of the mall.

"Well, there he is."

Olivia stood still, unable to believe it, "Is it... Harry?"

She obviously didn't believe that the scumbag who broke up with me was Harry, who treated her so well.

I sighed helplessly and showed her the chat records between me and Harry.

I saved our chat records as evidence by taking screenshots,

in case he would come and cause trouble again one day.

After reading the chat records, Olivia completely believed it.

She gritted her teeth angrily, "He's gone too far! He'll pay for it!"

I touched her head, but the corners of my mouth unconsciously lifted.

I brought Olivia to Harry.

He saw Olivia coming over and wanted to hold her hand, but she pushed him away.

"Scumbag! I want break up with you!"

Olivia shouted with red eyes.

Harry seemed to be taken aback by Olivia's sudden breakup, standing still.

After coming to his senses again, he stared at me fiercely, pointing at my nose and cursing loudly,

"It's all your fault, bitch! You must have said something to Olivia and made her believe your nonsense!"

Olivia stood in front of me, wanting to speak for me, but I pulled her to my side.

With a crisp sound, Harry covered his face, and his eyes suddenly widened.