The Scumbag Wants To Marry Me? No Way!

I found out the true color of the scumbag.

My boyfriend's mother Cathy Winston sent me a message accusing me in the middle of the night for the 15-thousand-dollar gift money.

I showed the chat records to my boyfriend Bob Winston, but instead of comforting me, he said seriously, "My mom is just worried about me. What did she say wrong? Can't you be more considerate and understanding?"

Later, I became considerate and understanding and broke up with him. I also sent him to jail, saving him the gift money.

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I was woken up by a series of vibrations when I was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night.

I took out my phone and found Cathy sent me many messages. The latest one was, [Why are you so unreasonable now?]

I had been in a relationship with Bob for seven years, and we both had each other's parents' numbers. Although I was not very close to his mother, as Bob’s girlfriend, I always respected and obeyed her. We got along quite harmoniously, and recently our parents met and decided on the wedding date.

I really didn't understand why she suddenly said such things. I was shocked and quickly read from the beginning.

[Winnie, Bob said you want the gift money of 15,000 dollars?]

[I never thought that you would be such a gold-digger!]

[We can accept such a great amount of gift money, but why do you still want to have a wedding on your side? Your wedding is a big event, and every aspect costs money. You can invite all your relatives to come over and have a wedding once on our side.]

[You have been reviewing for the UBE for half a year, and it is Bob who has been supporting you. You have neither money nor a job, so how can you ask for so much?]

[Why are you so unreasonable now?]

I read them one by one, and the more I read, the colder my heart became. After I turned on the light, I shook Bob awake, handed him the phone, and questioned him, "Have you supported me this year? Bob, what did you tell your mother?!"

Bob was sleeping soundly, and he was very unhappy to be woken up by me. He rubbed his eyes, glanced at the message without much interest, and pushed my hand away.

"To be honest, I'm the one who pays for all the living expenses, right?"

"I pay the rent with my savings!"

Bob's face darkened.

"Is rent more than living expenses? I pay more than you. Is there a problem with me supporting you?"

I froze for a moment, not expecting Bob to say such things.

I had always longed for a job as a lawyer, but my former job was too busy and I couldn’t find time to study. In order to pass the UBE, I decided to study full-time six months ago. Bob supported me at that time and was even happy about my decision. He urged me to quit my job. He said, "Winnie, you just focus on studying. I will support you."

I didn't let him support me, so I paid half a year's rent with my own savings. I also understood that Bob was working hard, so I took over all the housework that we used to share after quitting. At first, Bob would hold me and appreciate my work, but gradually, he seemed to get used to it.

I thought he just stopped expressing gratitude, but I didn't expect him to see it this way, and he actually felt that he was the one who was supporting me.

Since he saw it this way, I wouldn’t be polite to him either.

"Bob, have you forgotten that during the six months after graduation, you didn't have a job? From the rent to the socks you wear, I paid for everything! Who paid more between us?"

Bob fell silent. After a while, he scratched his hair in annoyance.

"Do we have to keep accounts like this? You are so petty."

I was so angry that I even burst into laughter. I had been studying hard for the past six months and I hadn't paid much attention to the people and things around me. Unconsciously, Bob's attitude towards me had changed so much.

Or maybe, he was always like this, but he didn’t show it before because I earned more than him. But in the past six months, I was out of work and experienced the life of a housewife in advance, giving him a kind of illusion, so he slowly revealed his true colors.

But Bob and I had been in a relationship for seven years, and we had planned to get married. I hated to admit that I didn't realize what kind of person he was until now.

I took a deep breath to calm down.

"Okay, I can let this go. But why did your mother come to me about the gift money?"

"I told you last year that the minimum my family could accept was 15,000 dollars. In return, the gift money I gave to you would not be less than this amount. You were very straightforward at that time and said there was no problem, so I thought you had discussed it with your family before proposing to me."

"And didn't we agree to have weddings in each of our hometowns? Why did your mother blame me for this when it’s close to the wedding date?"

Bob and I were not from the same city. It would be very troublesome for my relatives to come to his city. And my mother was not in good health. I wouldn’t agree to let her travel a long distance to Bob's hometown for the wedding.

Bob was stunned by my series of questions. Since I resigned, I had been busy memorizing various knowledge points, watching video courses, and doing exercises every day. Even if he upset me, I didn't have time to argue with him. So, I hadn't been so tough with Bob for a long time. He froze for a while, but quickly came back to his senses and spoke in an unhappy tone.

"Can it be the same as last year? Last year we could earn money together to buy a house and a car, but now you don't even have a job. It’s so difficult to pass the UBE. Who knows when you will succeed? My salary is barely enough to support the two of us. Where can I get so much gift money?"

"Winnie, can our seven-year relationship not outweigh the gift money? My mother was right. When have you become so materialistic? She's just upset that it's not easy for me to make money. Can't you be more understanding and considerate?"

I looked at the man in front of me and felt that he was extremely unfamiliar.

Bob once said that I was a priceless treasure, and he would marry me even if it would cost all of his money. The words were still ringing in my ears. Now that I had been unemployed for only six months, I wasn't even worth the 15 thousand in his heart.

I was so sad. After holding my phone tightly for a while, I trembled and asked with a shaky voice, "How much does your family want to give me?"

Bob's eyes flickered for a moment, "Two thousand."

I was no longer surprised to hear the outrageous number.

I definitely wouldn't marry him, but since I was already disappointed, I would like to expose his true color before I gave up on him.

I said calmly, "Bob, I can accept the gift money of 2 thousand."

Bob looked surprised at first, then he put on a look of "as expected."

It seemed that he was sure that I would compromise. I didn’t know what a weak image I had in his eyes right now.

In his triumphant look, I continued, "However, the custom in my family is that the gift money we give to each other should be equal. So if you give me 2 thousand, I can only give you the same."

The smile on Bob's face disappeared instantly, and he stared at me gloomily.

"Winnie, what can you do with 2 thousand dollars? Are you even embarrassed to say it?"

I looked at him with a sneer.

"Yes, are you embarrassed to say it?"

Bob realized that I was satirizing him and he retorted.

"Can they be the same? The money you give me is for us, but what I give you will be taken by your parents. Who knows if they will return it to us."

Even though I was mentally prepared, I was still shocked by Bob's shamelessness.

In his eyes, my money had long been his possession. He was so stingy that he thought my parents were as stingy as he was.

In fact, my parents prepared more than 15 thousand dollars for me. Bob had no house or car. My parents didn’t want me to rent a house with him after marriage, so they planned to give us 50,000 dollars to pay for the down payment of the house.

But there was no need to tell Bob about these anymore.

I looked at his self-righteous face and in an instant, and I had no intention of dealing with him. Pointing to the door, I said coldly, "I'm not getting married anymore, get lost!"