Chapter 2After My Boyfriend Paid Off Debt For A Junior

Seeing I hadn’t responded, James cupped my face tenderly.

The expression I once loved now filled me with disgust.

“Babe, you know I just feel sorry for her. She’s been through so much. You know how long we’ve known each other, and Emily really likes you too.”

I brushed his hands off and said coldly, “I’m not getting money from my parents anymore because of you. Where would I get the money to give to you?”

James didn’t seem to pick up on the sarcasm in my voice. “Babe, you’re their only child. If you explain the situation, your parents will definitely help, won’t they?”

I shot back, “Do you like Emily?”

For a second, guilt flickered across his eyes, but he quickly hid it.

“How could I, babe? Everyone knows you’re the one I love most. Emily’s just my junior, and I feel sorry for her. That’s all. Don’t overthink it.”

I stood up, not even glancing his way. “She’s your friend, not mine. I have no obligation to fix her family’s mess.”

James frowned. “Clara, aren’t you the kindest, most understanding person? What’s happened to your empathy? Your family’s rich. Your parents are still alive and well, and they’ve got income. But Emily? Her mom’s been gone for years, and she’s stuck with a father like that. You’re acting like Marie Antoinette!”

Saying that, he grabbed his debit card and stormed out, heading straight for Emily’s house.

I couldn’t believe the audacity—how could James make it seem like all of Emily’s problems were somehow my fault?

I quickly packed my bags and sent him a text: We’re done.

Then, I blocked him from everything.

This time, I wanted to see how long James could survive without my support.

Right now, his company was still in its startup phase. In my past life, I knelt before my parents to help him, drank myself sick at business dinners, and gave my all for his company. And what did he do?

Did he even love me?

During those intimate nights, who was really on his mind—me, or his junior, Emily, who had already taken her own life?