Taking the opportunity, I secretly took his mobile phone and collected various pieces of evidence to pave a way out for myself.
I suddenly discovered that Javier had two WhatsApp accounts, one of which was very normal and serious.
But the other WhatsApp account was quite different. Javier’s note for Garcia was ‘My dear wife.’
The chat records between the two were particularly explicit.
[Javier: My dear wife, I am so lonely and want you so much.]
[Garcia: Honey, look at my new Balenciaga stockings. I'll wear them to see you this afternoon, okay?]
Similar conversations filled the screen. There were also many explicit photos.
In addition, there were multiple transfers from Javier to Garcia, all perfectly aligning with the times Javier came to me asking for money.
Each time, he fabricated excuses, claiming his parents were sick, his friends needed help, or his nephew could not afford school fees.
I foolishly believed him and handed over the money, only for it to end up funding Garcia’s lavish lifestyle.
Poor me.
I endured hunger and hardship for that money, living off burgers and coke for every meal, not even daring to splurge on a slice of cheese.