On the day my boyfriend of three years proposed to me, his long-lost first love, who was presumed dead in a plane crash, suddenly came back to life. I followed him as he ran to the stairwell, watching them embrace each other emotionally. They were both crying and snotting, and only after regaining their composure did they notice me standing behind them. Sean looked extremely embarrassed. Coco stared at me in shock, unable to utter a word. I caught a glimpse of panic flashing across her face. Her reaction was understandable, given how strikingly similar we looked. The engagement ring on my finger, as big as a pigeon egg, hadn’t even had time to warm up. Though it pained me a little, I took it off and strode towards Sean: “Here, give it back to you. Give it to its rightful owner.” I didn’t love Sean. Our relationship was a mutually beneficial transaction. We had agreed that he would give me $5,000 a month as pocket money, and I would accompany him to complete the hundred things he had once promised to do with Coco. After finishing, he would give me an additional $500,000. I wanted to settle down in New York and end my nomadic life of being constantly exploited by landlords, so we reached an agreement. In these three years, he took me to see snow on Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, ride horses on the grasslands, and wait for the Buddha’s halo on the Golden Summit of Mount Emei. I experienced all the love he had for Coco. So this live scene in front of me was very touching, even more intense than watching a Korean drama couple. I thoughtfully put the ring on Coco’s finger – not too big, not too small, just right! I guessed he was nervous that Coco might misunderstand his relationship with me. Thinking of the $500,000 that was about to be mine, I very considerately explained on his behalf: “Miss Lu, I’ve often heard about you from Mr. Shaw. He loves you very much. We’re just friends, and we’ve never done anything inappropriate. It’s wonderful that you’ve returned safely. I sincerely wish you both happiness.” To avoid further misunderstanding, I hurriedly returned to Sean’s mansion to pack my things, intending to move out immediately. After packing everything into my suitcase, the door to the living room suddenly opened. Oh no! The person who came in was actually Coco! It’s inevitable to feel guilty when a stand-in meets the real deal. She stared at me, her surprised eyes brimming with tears: “You two are living together?” Coco looked so pitiful on the verge of tears that even I couldn’t help but feel sympathetic. I showed rare gentleness, taking her hand: “Of course not. It’s just that his housekeeper had some business to attend to, so I came over to help for a few days. I’m leaving right away.” Seeing my packed belongings, she finally relaxed and revealed a sweet smile. The car I called had already arrived. I hurriedly loaded my things into the car, eager to leave even if it meant taking a night bus. Coco very kindly came out to see me off. Just as I was about to make my getaway, she suddenly brought out a stack of photos from the master bedroom – pictures of Sean and me on our travels. If she hadn’t taken them out, I would have completely forgotten about them. “Miss Snow, don’t you want these photos?” she asked, examining me with bright, innocent eyes. “No, I don’t need them.” As soon as I finished speaking, she suddenly threw the photos into the trash can. I was stunned for a moment. It wasn’t that I cared about the photos, but it felt strange to see pictures of myself in the garbage. I instinctively glanced inside and noticed a photo of Coco and Sean mixed in. I kindly reminded her, knowing how much Sean treasured that photo. Coco’s face turned pale. She hurriedly fished that photo out of the trash can and lovingly wiped it clean. “We probably look too alike. I didn’t notice,” she explained awkwardly. I thought she must have felt uncomfortable seeing so many photos of Sean and me together. As a fellow woman, I understood her feelings. Coco enthusiastically saw me off to the car, hesitating before finally speaking: “Miss Snow, could you please delete Sean from your contacts?” My heart skipped a beat. Deleting him wasn’t the point. The point was, who would pay me if I deleted him? My $500,000 was still unsettled. “But Mr. Shaw and I still have some financial matters to settle,” I replied in a very official tone. “Sean has already discussed this with me. Let’s add each other on SnapChat. I’ll help him transfer the $500,000 to you.” Can such good things really happen? My eyes lit up, and I immediately took out my phone to add Coco on SnapChat. Then, right in front of her, I blocked and deleted Sean. Even a second of hesitation would be disrespectful to money. …… The first thing I did after moving was to buy a British Shorthair blue cat. I had wanted to keep a cat for a long time, but Sean wouldn’t let me. Funny enough, the reason was that Coco was allergic to cat hair. Coco kept her word. As soon as I moved into my new place, I received a bank transfer notification. The weight on my chest finally lifted, and I immediately called my best friend, asking her to come out and party tonight. The nightclub lights were flashing, and loud electronic music filled my ears. I excitedly patted Lisa’s shoulder: “Drink as much as you want, Miss Emma is footing the bill tonight.” Lisa looked at me with a worried expression: “Emma, is this really how it ends between you two?” Before I could answer, my phone rang. It was an unknown number. “Who is it?” “You’re quite pragmatic, aren’t you? Just got the money and immediately blocked and deleted me?” Sean’s sarcastic voice came through the phone. “No, no, no, that’s not it,” I patiently explained. “I blocked and deleted you before I even got the money.” He was so angry he was speechless, gritting his teeth as he said: “You’ve got some nerve. You haven’t had a job in three years. Can you even find work now? Don’t come begging me if you starve.” “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely spend that $500,000 wisely.” I resolutely hung up the phone after saying that, and then blocked this number too. This man is really ridiculous. …… I bought an RV with cash, leaving me with very little money. I decided to start my own business. As for the capital for the business, my gaze fell on the luxury goods on the shelf. These were all bought by Sean when I was his stand-in. It wouldn’t be appropriate for me to use them now, so I might as well sell them. Every little bit helps. There were too many items to carry conveniently, so I packed them all into a large woven bag and lugged it into the mall. I remembered there was a second-hand luxury consignment store here. Panting, I reached the fourth floor, only to see Coco and Sean walking hand in hand out of the elevator. I held my breath and quickly hid in a cosmetics store. The sales assistant looked at me disdainfully and said haughtily: “Ma’am, this is a high-end skincare brand store. Please don’t bring your garbage in here.” I unzipped the woven bag a little, letting her peek inside, then walked out with an unperturbed stride, leaving her utterly shocked. I finally reached a luxury goods recycling store on the fifth floor. Under the watchful eyes of the staff, I took out the items one by one, filling up the glass counters.
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