My fiance who lied to me — Novel

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In the wake of her grandmother's passing, Amara finds herself grappling with a heart-wrenching betrayal. The man she has loved for eight long years, her fiancé Rowan, has shifted his affections to a popular YouTuber, leaving Amara questioning everything she thought she knew about love and loyalty. How could he deny her the financial help she needed for her grandmother's treatment while showering another woman with gifts?

Amara's world is crumbling around her as she navigates the raw edges of grief and heartbreak. Memories of shared dreams and laughter haunt her, contrasting sharply with the bitter reality that has emerged. The simple silver ring on her finger now feels like a shackle rather than a promise, a reminder of unfulfilled hopes. As she spirals into despair, Amara must confront her own worth and the choices that led her to this moment.

With her heart shattered and her trust betrayed, will Amara find the strength to reclaim her life? Or will she be forever defined by the love that turned into a cruel deception? As the truth unfolds, she stands at a crossroads, faced with the question: Can love ever truly be rebuilt from the ashes of betrayal?

My Fiance Who Lied to MeChapter 1

On the day of my grandmother's funeral, Rowan's favorite female youtuber posted a video on YouTube. "The fifteen thousand dollars given by my beloved Rowan gave me the courage to keep on living," she said. "If only it were a dowry…"

He refused to give me money to cover my grandmother's medical treatment, but apparently, he had the funds to transfer money to his youtuber girlfriend.

With an expression as dull as stone, I offered my blessings as I commented. [I wish you a long life together.]

A scumbag and a bitch! They deserved to suffer together for the rest of their lives.

***

Rowan Price, my fiancé was just a poor, struggling student back then. Together, we shared a forty-cent of dumpling stew and lived in a cramped, damp basement barely ten square meters wide.

When he graduated, he dreamed of taking the postgraduate entrance exam, aiming for a brighter future. But every time he saw me leaving early for work and returning late, his eyes would fill with an ache that was almost unbearable to look at.

"Amara, I won't take the postgraduate exam. I'll just find a job right away. The sooner I earn money, the sooner I can give you a home."