My Boyfriend Gave Wedding Ring To His Stepsister

My boyfriend's stepsister posted a wedding ring on Instagram.

Caption: "Thank you, my dear brother, for giving me the first ring he designed."

I commented, "I wish you and your brother a long-lasting romance."

After I commented, Desmond immediately called me and scolded me, "Elle, when did you become so petty? It's just a ring. I can design another one for you. Ciara is my sister. Is it meaningful for you to be jealous of her?"

Was I being petty?

If it weren't for me secretly helping him with financial support and resources, he might still be herding sheep in some mountains.

Could he become the first in the jewelry competition?

I dialed my father's number.

"Dad, our company is too small to accommodate Desmond. Before we sign the employment contract with him, it's better to let him go elsewhere."

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"Are you serious?"

Dad was very excited when he heard my resolute decision.

As for Desmond, my parents' prospective son-in-law, my parents had long been resentful of his repeated demands for financial support.

However, out of consideration for my self-esteem, they had been holding back their complaints.

As for me...

I was caught in the whirlpool of love.

I was blinded by love.

In the face of Desmond's repeated hurts, I chose to block them and deceive myself by making excuses for him.

His demands were purely out of fear of poverty. He hoped to take this opportunity to study and seek a bright future.

He was overly obedient and caring towards his non-blood-related stepsister simply because he was a gentle and kind person who treated everyone well.

He was gradually neglecting me because he was busy with his career and wanted to provide me with a better life.

But in fact...

The phone prompt sounded.

He used my bank card for my family to spend 32,000 dollars in a store to buy a bag for Ciara.

Ciara showed off her diamond ring before showing off her bag.

She said that this bag was bought by Desmond to please her.

Many of my friends cheered and envied her for having a good and rich brother in the comment section.

She wasn't using Desmond's money but mine. I was the real fool there.

I immediately cancelled the family card that I specially opened for him for five years.

Right after I canceled it, Desmond called and questioned me.

"Elle, why can't I use the family card? Please check it out. I'm waiting to pay."

In the noisy background, there was Ciara's sweet and inquiring voice.

"Desmond, this one looks good, and this one also looks good."

Desmond instantly became gentle. "They all look good, I'll buy all of them for you!"

In the next second, he continued to scold me angrily, "Elle, I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?"

I couldn't be bothered to talk to him, and I said coldly, "I don't have money, if you have money, buy them yourself."

This seemed to hit Desmond's sore spot, and he instantly exploded on the phone, roaring at me.

"Elle, that's enough, I've already told you that I'd design a ring for you, why do you keep nitpicking?"

"I just want to use your money. Look how petty you are. Let me tell you, you're too narrow-minded. I'm about to join the Summit Group and earn an annual salary of one million!"

"By then, you'll be begging me to use your money, and I won't even care!"

"Is that so?" Hearing his arrogant voice, I almost burst out laughing.

I wondered what kind of expression he'd have when he received the call from HR canceling his employment.

"Since that's the case, please return all the money you've spent over the years to me."

I hung up the phone and sent him the settled bill.

I didn't realize how much money he'd spent until I calculated it.

We'd been in a relationship for five years with expenses totaling over two million.

And that was not counting the financial support I secretly provided for his education from my parents.

Fortunately, to protect his fragile self-esteem, I hid my identity as a wealthy heiress from the beginning of our relationship.

Only then did I have the opportunity to witness his ugly side.

Otherwise, with his despicable composure, it would be possible for him to drain my money.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and a cold sweat broke out on my back.