I won 50,000,000 dollars. and I couldn't wait to find my fiancé.

I wanted to tell him that we now had the money to buy our wedding house.

But when I arrived at his place, I caught him on a blind date.

I stood there, waiting for an explanation.

He said, "Emma, my family's house was demolished, and we got 800,000 dollars and two apartments. I don't think we're right for each other anymore."

***

I frowned as I looked at the man before me.

This was the man I had loved for five years, the man I had decided to marry.

And now, just because of a demolition, because of 800,000 dollars and two apartments, he decided to ditch me for someone else.

I gripped my phone tightly, thinking of millions dollars in my account.

I thought about how I had looked forward to our future together, now that I had money. My mind was filled with thoughts of our happy life.

But he got money, and the first thing he did was to leave me.

How ironic.

"Felix, now that you have money, you think I'm not good enough for you?"

Five years of love, reduced to a joke.

My eyes stung, but I held back the tears.

Felix hadn't had time to respond when the girl he was on the date with suddenly laughed and asked him, "Felix, you have a girlfriend?"

He shook his head repeatedly, trying to explain to the girl.

"No, we broke up a long time ago. She's just been clinging to me like a leech."

Then he turned, his face full of anger, and shoved me hard.

I stumbled back, hitting my lower back on the corner of the table, the pain bringing tears to my eyes.

"Emma, we've already broken up. My girlfriend now is her, Kimora," he pointed at the girl, then glared at me viciously. "Stop clinging to me, or you'll make her misunderstand."

"The 3,000 dollars in dowry we gave to your family for our engagement, you don't have to return it. Consider it charity."

"Just leave, and let's not owe each other anything anymore."

Not owe each other anything?

I laughed in anger.

Wiping away my tears, I finally saw the ugly truth beneath his facade.

"Huh, 3,000 dollars in dowry? Felix, do you even have the decency to ask for that? I paid for that myself. Where do you get the nerve to claim it?"

"If we don't owe each other anything, then do me a favor and pay back the 50,000 dollars I lent you right now."

"That's nonsense. When did I ever borrow 50,000 dollars from you?"

He outright denied borrowing money from me.

I was not one to delete records; I kept every transaction.

I pulled out my phone and shoved the transfer and chat records in his face.

"Over the past five years, you've borrowed money from me every year—sometimes 5,000 dollars sometimes as little as a few hundred. The records are all here. You think you can just deny it?"

With evidence in hand, he couldn't argue.

But I had still underestimated how shameless this man could be.

He actually tried to snatch my phone.

Luckily, I was quick enough to stop him.

He yelled at me in frustration, "Emma, you're just trying to extort me now that you see I have money. Let me tell you, I'm not giving you a single penny."

"Get out of here right now, or don't blame me for getting rough with you."

The money I had worked so hard to earn, I lent to him.

And now he had the audacity to say I was extorting him?

I wasn't about to waste any more time with this idiot. I didn't want to stay in that place for even another second.

What bad luck.

"Not going to pay? Then wait to receive a court summons!"

With that, I turned and left.

There was no point in getting entangled with a scoundrel like him. If he turned violent, it would be a loss for me.

After leaving, I immediately hailed a taxi and went home.

My parents were initially happy to see me, but when they heard I wanted to break off the engagement with Felix, their faces turned serious as they asked me what had happened.

I recounted the entire situation word for word.

My parents were so furious that their blood pressure spiked, and they wanted to confront Felix.

That was exactly what I wanted.

I packed up all the near-expiry yogurt, walnut milk, and the cheap supplements he brought over when we got engaged—all of it, without missing a thing.

Returned all of them.

When we arrived at Felix's house, my parents politely knocked on the door.

But after waiting for a long time, no one came to open it.

I was sure someone was home because I could see someone peeking through the peephole.

Too guilty to open the door, huh?

Didn't want to pay back the money, huh?

Very good.

I grabbed those cheap items and hurled them at the door with all my might. Milk and supplements splattered all over the walls and floor, glass shards scattered everywhere, leaving a complete mess.

After I finished venting my anger, the people inside finally opened the door, shouting as they did so.

"Damn it, what are you doing? Why are you causing trouble at my house?"

Felix's mother, Jaelyn, wanted to come out, but there was no place to step, so she could only stand there and curse at me.

"Emma, you wicked girl, can't extort money from us, so you come and smash our door in revenge? How can you be so vicious and shameless? Do you want me to call the police and have you arrested?"

This old hag had always looked down on me, constantly causing trouble for me.

I had let it slide before because of Felix.

But she really thought I was afraid of her.

"Who do you think you're cursing? What gives you the right to insult my daughter? Your son is the one who's acting like a scumbag, and you have the nerve to curse my daughter? Like mother, like son."

It was the first time I'd heard my mom curse someone, and it was oddly refreshing.

"Go ahead and call the police. I'd be thrilled if you did. It's only right to pay back debts. Your son probably won't let you call them because he knows he's in the wrong."

Even if the police came, at most, they'd give me a verbal warning and maybe order me to pay for the cleanup.

I got plenty of money now.

I was not afraid to pay.

"Emma, aren't you done yet?"

After all the commotion, Felix finally decided to come out.

He looked at me with such disdain, he might as well have had disgust written on his face.

"Is your family so poor you can't even afford food? Do you really need to extort 50,000‬ dollars from me? A bunch of paupers. Out of consideration for our five years together, I won't hold this against you today. Anyway, my family doesn't just have this one house now; we have plenty of places to live."

"But if you think you'll get any money from me, dream on."

Jaelyn chimed in, "My son is right. We're not in the same class as you people anymore. Just look at your shabby appearance—just looking at you makes me sick."

My parents were furious.

I sneered.

"Hmph, you're right—we're definitely not in the same class anymore. Even talking to you lowers my standards."

"A family of trash should stay in the garbage heap."

After cursing them out, I turned and pulled my parents away.

Having vented my anger, we went home, took turns washing up, and changed into fresh clothes.

Just as we were about to go out for a big meal, our family WhatsApp chat group exploded.

Beatrice, my cousin-in-law, made snide remarks in the group.

"Emma, I heard Felix broke off the engagement with you?"

"His family got 800,000 dollars and two apartments from the demolition. Why are you making a fuss with him when they're so rich?"

"I'm telling you, you really need to work on your temper. Don't act out all the time. You're not getting any younger, you're already thirty, and now that you've been dumped, who's going to want you in the future?"

"Your parents don't make much money each month. Marrying Felix would have been a blessing for your whole family, but you couldn't even hold on to that."

"Listen to your cousin-in-law. Go apologize to Felix. He's soft-hearted, maybe you can still patch things up."

Beatrice was Felix's cousin.

She was the one who set me up with Felix in the first place.

When some relatives in the group heard Felix had money, they all sided with her, trying to persuade me.

They all claimed they were saying these things for my own good.

Beatrice even posted pictures of me smashing things at Felix's house.

She twisted the story to make me look like the bad guy.

I was instantly furious, furiously typing back.

"Beatrice, do you have too much salt in your diet? Is that why you're so bored?"