After college, I left my penniless boyfriend, chasing dreams and dollars with a wealthy heir abroad. Two years later, I was sent packing back home, only to find my ex had made it big. He went to great lengths to marry me. Everyone said he was head over heels, ready to let bygones be bygones. Little did they know that he turned the table on me, changing lovers like shirts in a twisted revenge. He’d confront me, demanding why I wasn’t jealous, why I didn’t care.
