NovelEnglishThe person who cto visit her was her former roommate.
"Millie, why have you lost so much weight?" Yvette grabbed her hand, which was as cold as ice.
"I heard even after a miscarriage, you need to take good care of yourself, or you might end up with long-term health issues. You really should..." The moment Millie heard the word "miscarriage," her gaze turned sharp as a knife. "Who had a miscarriage?" Yvette froze.
"You're the one with a miscarriage! I'm perfectly fine! Not a single issue!" "Millie, you..." "Here to enjoy my misery? No chance!" Millie sat up abruptly, her body language screaming defiance. "Thought I was down and out, so you could just step all over me, huh?" "Yvette, save your pitying look. You think I don't know that back in our dorm days, you were jealous because I managed to snag a rich boyfriend?" "Lettell you, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. I might be in the hospital now, but I've had things you could never dream of!" Yvette was utterly bewildered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had no idea what Millie was ranting about.
Millie scoffed. "You're here under the guise of visiting me, but what you really want is to get close to the wealthy circle, aren't you? All foxes in disguise. I can smell the desperation on you!" "You-" Yvette's cheeks turned red with anger. "You're being ridiculous! I chere with good intentions, and this is how you treat me?" She had intended to persuade Millie to take this chance to reapply for college.
Even though the dream of luxury was shattered, securing her education and finding a job afterward to support herself wouldn't be an issue. But now, it seemed pointless.
Speople were so blinded by wealth and fthey couldn't see the pit they were in.
No, they didn't want to leave. They'd rather die in it.
Yvette stood up. "This is where our friendship ends. We're not on the spath, so there's no point in pretending. From now on, let's just act like strangers." "Ha, as if I wanted your company! Know you? Please just get lost-" Millie yelled at her retreating figure.
Yvette didn't look back.
After her outburst, Millie collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air.
Suddenly, her phone rang. Millie grabbed it like a lifeline.
"Murray, why haven't you cto see me..." "Who are you calling, you brat?" The shrill voice of a woman, mixed with the sound of mahjong tiles clacking, reached her ears, and Millie froze.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Are you deaf? Acting dumb with your mom now?" "Mom..." Millie's voice trembled.
"My luck's been terrible lately, send over smoney, will you?" "Didn't I just give you five thousand?"
"Five thousand is nothing-it barely covers a few games: Hurry up, don't е keepfrom mex keepfrom my mahjong." Millie took a deep breath. "I don't have money." "Oh, playing poor, are we? Just the
other day, your brother said you bought him an iPhone nearly tenn grand, right? How cthere's no money when I ask?" "Mom, I really don't have any money..." Millie suddenly felt very weak.
"Bullshit! Don't think I don't know about the rich guy you snagged over in Lumina. A guy like that drops more money from his pockets than we could spend in a lifetime. And now you're tellingyou have no money?! Grown wings, have we? Think you can fly away? Well, lettell you, no way! I spent so much sending you to college in Lumina, and you've forgotten your roots in just a few years? Believe me, I can send you flying high, but I can also pull you right back down!"
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