Chapter 3The Borrowed Boyfriend

During my three days in the hospital, Seth never came back.

He only sent me a WeChat message every midnight asking if my wound still hurt.

I didn't reply to any of them.

Before, I clung to him because I craved the only warmth I had ever known growing up.

I pestered him, held on tight.

But now, I almost lost my life. What use was that tiny bit of warmth?

Until the day I was discharged, Seth finally drove his new Mercedes to pick me up.

Seeing me standing there without getting in.

Seth looked impatient.

"What are you standing there for? Get in."

"I have to go back and accompany Julie to her aunt's house for New Year's greetings."

His matter-of-fact tone reminded me of when he was choosing the car model.

He would ask me every day with his phone.

"Sue, what do you think of this model? Is this color good? Driving this Mercedes back to the complex should give us a lot of face, right?"

I thought he had made up his mind to tell his parents about our relationship.

Until the day we went to the dealership to place the order, I hugged him excitedly.

"Seth, take me for a spin later, okay?"

Seth looked at me coldly.

"Sue, stop messing around. I bought this car so Julie would have face when we go back to our hometown for the New Year."

"Julie hasn't even sat in it yet. How could I let you sit first?"

With that, he left me at the dealership and drove off alone.

Before, no matter how wronged I felt, I would endure it.

But after a brush with death.

I suddenly felt that this Mercedes was a bit dirty.

I subconsciously turned to look at Seth.

"This Mercedes cost 400,000. 100,000 of that was mine. Think about when you can pay me back."

I thought it through. Since Seth felt this car was bought for Julie.

Then asking for my 100,000 back wasn't too much.

Seth was surprised.

"Sue, you're asking me to pay you back 100,000?"

His questioning tone made my chest ache.

But I had endured pain worse than this.

So I immediately pulled out the list on my phone.

"Although the 400,000 for the car was on my card, I've calculated every transfer you made to me in these seven years. It adds up to exactly 300,000. So it's only right you pay me back 100,000."

Seth didn't expect me to present him with a ledger.

His face turned ashen.

"Sue, I think the accident knocked your brain loose."

"You're calculating money with me? We've been together for seven years."

With that, he got into the driver's seat and drove his new Mercedes away.

Watching his car leave, bitterness welled up in my heart.

Maybe only at times like this would Seth remember I was his girlfriend of seven years!

After all, in these seven years, every Christmas, he would spend half a year's salary buying gifts for Julie and groceries for her family.

Playing the part of Julie’s boyfriend to the fullest.

But when we returned to the city where we worked, even if I bought slightly more expensive skincare products.

He would nag for half a day.

Saying I spent money recklessly and didn't consider our future marriage at all.