My Boyfriend’s Junior Was Cornered by Debt Collectors Ryan’s junior was cornered by debt collectors. I tried to stop Ryan from getting involved, but I never expected the junior would attempt suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills. Ryan acted nonchalant and prepared to marry me. Until one drunken night, he caressed the junior’s photo lovingly and forced me to swallow a bottle of sleeping pills. He said if it weren’t for my cold-heartedness and selfishness, his junior wouldn’t have committed suicide. If I could live again, I would never interfere in their affairs. “Babe, how much money do you have left? Bella’s family has come again. You know we’re close, and those people said if the debt isn’t paid today, they’ll take Bella and sell her off.” I was momentarily dazed, the lump in my throat yet to dissipate, when a large hand tightly gripped my sleeve. I had a vivid dream, reliving the day when Ryan was desperately trying to borrow money for Bella White. Bella was his junior in college, and as her name suggested, she was gentle and beautiful, with exquisite features. However, she had a gambling-addicted father who had reportedly borrowed a lot of high-interest loans over the years. Unable to repay, he committed suicide, leaving his beautiful daughter to be constantly harassed by debt collectors. To be fair, Ryan had always been good to me, and everyone knew he loved me dearly. So when he was borrowing money everywhere for Bella in my dream, saying she was like a sister to him and he couldn’t bear to see a girl in such a predicament, I didn’t think much of it. But Bella’s father owed over $8 million in total. It wasn’t easy to come up with such a sum, especially when the debt collectors were involved in illegal activities. Getting involved could easily cost one’s life. Naturally, I didn’t want my soon-to-be-married boyfriend to be entangled in such affairs. So in my dream, I gave Ryan all my savings, with the condition that he would no longer interfere in Bella’s matters and focus on preparing for our wedding. But unexpectedly, Bella overdosed on sleeping pills and committed suicide. When I heard the news, I felt deeply sorry for her – a young girl in the prime of her life, burdened with such a father. Ryan only showed a moment of sadness but didn’t say much to me. However, I never imagined that he would kill me for Bella. Now, looking at the anxious Ryan in front of me, my mind was filled with the words he said to me before I died in my dream. “I told you Bella and I weren’t what you thought! Why, why wouldn’t you help her!” “Isn’t your family quite wealthy? You rich people will never understand this kind of desperation. Amelia Young, how can you be so selfish and cold-hearted!” “You could watch her die, and still expect me to marry a viper like you!” “You rich people are all the same, not a single good person among you!” Thinking of this, I smiled bitterly. My family had an annual income in the millions, and I was their only child. So my parents didn’t approve of Ryan, who came from a rural background. They hoped I would marry someone of equal social status, but they couldn’t resist my genuine fondness for Ryan. They could only cut off my financial support, hoping to force me to compromise. Yet Ryan harbored such malice towards me because I didn’t ask my family for money to save his dear junior. Over $8 million – did he expect me to sell everything I owned to fulfill his wishes with his sweetheart?
Seeing that I didn’t respond, Ryan tenderly cupped my face. The gesture I once loved now seemed utterly disgusting. “Babe, trust me, I just want to help her because I feel sorry for her. You know we’ve known each other for so long. Bella is a good person, and she even said she likes you a lot.” I pushed his hand away and said coldly, “My parents cut off my money long ago because I wanted to be with you. Where would I get money to give you?” Ryan seemed not to hear the sarcasm in my words: “Babe, you’re your parents’ only child. If you explain the situation to your aunt and uncle, they’ll surely help you, won’t they?” I asked in return, “Do you like Bella?” Ryan’s eyes clearly flashed with guilt, but he quickly covered it up. “How could that be, babe? Everyone knows you’re the one I love most. She’s just a junior I’m close with. I just feel sorry for her and want to help. Don’t overthink it, babe.” I stood up, not even looking at him: “That’s your friend, not mine. I have no obligation to help you solve their family problems.” Ryan frowned: “Amelia, weren’t you always the kindest and most understanding? Why have you become so unsympathetic now? Your family has money, your parents are still alive and have income sources. What about Bella? She lost her mother at a young age and ended up with such a father. You’re really… really out of touch with reality!” Saying this, he went into the room and dug out his bank cards, then left for Bella’s house without another word to me. I didn’t know how Ryan could say such shameless and morally manipulative words, as if I was the root cause of all Bella’s suffering. I quickly packed some of my belongings and sent Ryan a text message: [Let’s break up.] Then I blocked and deleted him. In this life, I’ll see how long he can last without my wholehearted support. Right now, Ryan is at a crucial stage in his startup. In my dream, I knelt before my parents for his company, drank until I had a gastric hemorrhage at business dinners, and wholeheartedly helped him. And him? Did he really like me? In every intimate night we shared, was he thinking of me or his deceased junior?
I carried my luggage back home. My parents were visibly surprised to see me. My dad said irritably, “If it’s for him, you might as well not come back. Your mom and I are tired of seeing this.” Seeing my middle-aged parents still healthy, I immediately teared up. In my dream, after Ryan killed me, how desperate must my parents have been when they saw my body? Thinking of this, I burst into tears at the doorstep. My mom nudged my dad, frowning, “It’s all your fault, why speak so harshly? Look how our daughter is crying.” I buried myself in my mom’s embrace and cried my heart out. Regret, resentment, all emotions poured out at once. “There, there, our precious daughter. What’s wrong? Did that Ryan bully you?” my mom asked, comforting me. I nodded: “I… I broke up with him. I don’t like him anymore. I want to come home.” The expression on my parents’ faces was like they had finally seen the light at the end of a long tunnel, a bit funny and a bit amusing. As if afraid I might change my mind, my dad tentatively asked, “Is it the kind of breakup where you won’t get back together?” I laughed through my tears, nodded, and then explained the whole situation. My parents’ faces were filled with anger: “That Ryan, I always said that boy had ulterior motives. A perfectly good company, yet he needs you, a girl, to go out and socialize for him. You even stopped coming home for him, and he dares to turn around and blame you?” Hearing this, I looked at my parents with a guilty expression. How could I have been so bewitched in my past life to abandon my parents for a man? “It’s good that you’re back, it’s good that you’re back,” my mom said, gently patting my back, comforting me like when I was little. Perhaps because too much had happened in one day, I was indeed tired and fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up the next day, it was already noon. I opened my phone to see twenty missed calls from Ryan and Bella’s SnapChat story. In the photo, she was sitting in Ryan’s passenger seat, with Ryan wiping her tears intimately. The caption read: [No matter what happens, you’ll always be by my side.] Even though I was mentally prepared, seeing it with my own eyes still made my heart ache. Ryan and I had been together for six years. He loved me so much that people joked if we didn’t get married, they would never believe in love again. Yes, feelings do change, don’t they? My phone rang, and I picked it up to see it was Bella. [Sister Amelia, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to post that SnapChat story. You know my family situation is complicated right now. Ryan… Ryan just felt sorry for me and stayed with me all night. I heard you broke up with Ryan. Please don’t let it be because of me. I would feel so guilty.] I didn’t reply. This low-level manipulation didn’t even deserve a response. Posting that kind of story and then saying these things to me, what did she hope to achieve? Did she want me to kneel and beg Ryan not to leave me, or to rush to her house and beat her up in a rage? People who play innocent while stirring up trouble are just as disgusting as ungrateful people like Ryan.
I once accidentally saw Ryan and Bella’s chat history. [Ryan, you’re so kind. I envy Sister Amelia for finding a boyfriend like you.] [Sister Amelia is so lucky, with a happy family and a loving boyfriend. I wish I could be like that too.] And Ryan actually fell for this act, insisting on treating her like a sister, sending food when she was hungry, water when she was thirsty. When my best friend Zoe heard I had broken up with Ryan, she insisted on taking me out to celebrate. Seeing her vibrant smile, I couldn’t help but feel in a good mood for once. “You don’t know how much I hated that Ryan. Ever since you got together with him, you hardly ever had dinner with me. Love-brain syndrome is the beginning of misfortune, and that’s exactly what happened to you, forgetting your friends for a man!” Hearing Zoe’s scolding, I hugged her shoulders and kept agreeing. “You’re right, I was wrong. I was blind and couldn’t see people clearly. Are you satisfied now?” Zoe finally nodded, then dragged me into various luxury brand stores. I felt a bit emotional. Ever since I got together with Ryan, I seemed to have lost my former self, becoming a woman who only revolved around him. Plus, his business was just starting, and he was short on money, so I never came to browse these boutiques I used to love. “Hey, isn’t that Ryan?” Zoe suddenly turned her head and exclaimed. I followed her gaze and saw Ryan and Bella with a suitcase, looking a bit sneaky, not knowing what they were up to. Originally, I didn’t want to have any more contact with them, but Zoe is a very curious person and insisted on going over to take a look. We saw them enter a second-hand bag recycling store. I had a vague guess in my mind. “Isn’t that the bag I gave you for your birthday two years ago?” Zoe pointed at a limited edition designer bag inside and said to me. I frowned. A few days ago when I was packing to leave, there were still some things I didn’t have time to pack. I was planning to call a moving company to bring them back to me in the next few days. I never expected Ryan would try to secretly sell my bags for Bella. I walked in. When Ryan saw me, his first reaction was guilt, which quickly turned into joy: “Amelia, why are you here? Why didn’t you answer my calls? I… I was planning to explain everything to you after I finished here, you…” “Slap!” I raised my hand and slapped him. Ryan’s eyes were full of disbelief. Bella quickly came forward to check the mark on his face: “Sister Amelia, how could you hit Ryan? You…” “Slap!” The second slap landed on Bella’s face. “Hitting you was just an afterthought.” Zoe cheered from the side, finding it extremely satisfying. People in the store gathered around, wanting to see what was happening.
“Amelia Young, you shrew, why did you hit Bella? What did she do wrong for you to target her like this?” Ryan pulled Bella behind him, looking like a mother hen protecting her chick. I pointed at the pile of bags on the table. “Did you get my permission to sell my bags?” Ryan’s face immediately turned red: “I… I was just borrowing them, not like I wasn’t going to return them to you.” “Borrow my bags? How come I don’t know about it? We’ve already broken up. Doesn’t this count as theft of someone else’s property?” I retorted. “Amelia Young, how can you be so vain? They’re just bags. So what if they’re sold? You can always buy more. But a life can’t be bought back. Do you really want to watch someone be forced to death before you’re happy?” Ryan became more and more agitated as he spoke, as if I was the one who cheated, not him. I marveled at how he could say such shameless things. “Are you trying to guilt-trip me? Too bad I have no morals,” I shot back sarcastically. The onlookers had started whispering among themselves. “First of all, we’ve broken up. Secondly, these are my bags. And lastly, you wanting to help your dear junior has nothing to do with me. Are you expecting me to raise the children you have with your future wife too?” Ryan was left speechless by my retort. Knowing he was in the wrong, and seeing people around starting to take out their phones to record videos, he knew dragging this out wouldn’t do anyone any good. He could only say reluctantly: “This one, this one, and that one, these three bags were bought by me. I have the right to sell them.” Both Zoe and I were shocked. What kind of logic was this? Gifts given to a girlfriend during a relationship can be taken back? “Fine, fine, do whatever you want,” I said, not wanting to get further entangled with him. I turned to the store manager and said, “Those few are mine. Can you estimate how much they’re worth for buyback and transfer the money to my card?” I figured Ryan also knew his company had just started and funds were tight, so he couldn’t spare extra money to help Bella pay off her debt. To think he would resort to such a despicable method – truly a scumbag who wants to have his cake and eat it too. “Amelia Young, do you really want to break up with me? Have you thought it through? You’re already 28 this year, don’t you know how old you are? Who would dare to want you if you break up with me now? Considering that I truly loved you before, why don’t you ask your parents for $500,000 to pay off Bella’s debt first, then we can talk about everything else.” Ryan spoke very seriously, as if breaking up with him would immediately leave me with nothing. “Ryan Shaw, has your brain stopped working? With Amelia’s conditions, she was the one who lowered herself to be with you,” Zoe interjected angrily. “Besides, my brother is 32 and single, 6’2″, a golden bachelor, handsome like a movie star. Our Amelia will live a much better life without you. Go be with your little green tea b*tch!” With that, Zoe pulled me away, not sparing them another glance. [Translator’s note: “Green tea b*tch” is a Chinese internet slang term for a woman who pretends to be pure and innocent but is actually manipulative.]
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