She Dumped Me for Poor, I’m a Billionaire

Chapter 3

She returned from her so-called parents' place looking exhausted. I obviously knew where she'd really been. To make me believe her, she even took some cold medicine right in front of me. I thought to myself, she didn't need cold medicine; she needed the morning-after pill. She claimed she was tired, so she took a shower and went straight to bed.

I picked up her phone and unlocked it easily using her birthday. It turned out that every time she told me she was going home to see her parents or had things to do with her best friend, it was actually to meet that man. Her best friend had constantly helped cover for her.

Since I never checked her phone, she hadn't bothered hiding him. She kept him pinned to the top of her chat list and had renamed him "Sweetie." Someone who didn't know better would have thought it was a girlfriend, and I wouldn't have suspected a thing if not for the daily sexting records. But the more I looked at his profile picture, the more suspicious it seemed. Wasn't this my college classmate, Julian Cross? No wonder his voice had sounded so familiar that night.

Damn it. We were best bros, yet he was stabbing me in the back. Even worse, the guy was a married man. I'd actually attended their wedding last year. Judging by their chat history, that was when they started the affair. Just thinking about how I'd poured my heart and soul into someone like her made me want to vomit.

Before I could process this, Julian, acting as class president, sent a message to the class group chat:

Julian: Don't forget to bring your significant others to our class gathering this weekend. Especially you guys—you rarely bring your partners. Don't hide them away; bring them along so everyone can meet them.

He'd gone to great lengths to tag me specifically alongside the others. They weren't just at the "meet them" stage; they were already well-acquainted with each other's beds. I wanted to drag my sleeping girlfriend out of bed, but I didn't. That would be letting them off too easy.

While snooping through her phone, I'd found her alt account, which showed their interactions. She'd written that every day with him was thrilling and heart-racing. Julian replied with two words, "Too thrilling. Bad for your health," followed by a smirk emoji.

I was livid. Since they loved thrills so much, I'd make sure they got their fill.