The Capital’s Little Princess’s Passionate Game

It was my first day on the job when I learned that the girlfriend I’d picked up by the roadside was the little princess of the Capital Circle.

Her fiancé laughed at me:

“You’re nothing but a little amusement for us when we’re bored.”

“Don’t tell me you really think you’re some knight in shining armor?”

I was utterly humiliated, my lips trembling.

I couldn’t forgive myself for using half the money I’d saved for Mom’s life-saving treatment to rescue her.

Not only had I foolishly become her family’s heirloom bangle, working three jobs every day,

I’d also made her the second most important woman in my life.

Later, Mom passed away, and I left that city with no one but myself.

Who could have guessed that the rich young lady who’d once tricked me into thinking she was just playing around would spend five years searching the whole world for me?