My mother had cancer. I spent every last cent I had, but I still couldn't save her.
Then my fiancée, whom I'd supported for three years, said she could cure my mother if I gave her an astronomical bride price.
I believed her and gave her my last million.
But on the night my mother was in critical condition, I couldn't reach my fiancée, who was supposed to be performing the surgery.
The next day, she showed up at the hospital looking unmistakably like she'd just had an affair.
I demanded the million back.
She replied nonchalantly, “Once you gave it to me, it became my money! I already invested it with a good friend of mine!”
“Your mom isn't going to die anytime soon, so what's the rush?”
What she didn't know was that my mother was already halfway to the morgue.
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