Emily Brooks
I dated Andrew Grant for five years. I felt sorry for him because of his poor family background and his struggle to earn money by working from early morning until late at night, so I lived frugally every day.
However, I never expected that he was not poor at all, but actually the son of Rivenport's richest man, a billionaire in his own right.
A friend asked him why he was with me.
He sneered with an extremely mocking tone.
"I just thought the life of the rich was too boring, so I found a foolish woman to entertain myself."
"Moreover, I’m the son of Rivenport’s richest man. How could she possibly be worthy of me?"
Heartbroken, I left his side.
Later, he went crazy, kneeling in front of me, saying he was wrong, begging me to come back.