Eight Years Together And I Was Worth Two Grand A Month Chapter 08

Eight Years Together And I Was Worth Two Grand A Month Chapter 08

After I rejected him. Julian didn’t stop.

Three days later. I got a call from Dustin.

Dustin was Julian’s college roommate and one of our few mutual friends.

“Sera, let’s meet. Julian’s in bad shape.”

I sat in my bright, spacious office and took a sip of my freshly brewed coffee.

“Whatever shape he’s in, what does it have to do with me?”

The voice on the other end went up an octave.

“Sera how can you be so heartless?”

“He hasn’t eaten or slept in two days. He had a stomach bleed and was rushed to the ER, and he was still calling your

name!”

“Even if you don’t care about eight years together, you should at least visit him!”

I gave a light chuckle.

“Dustin, is his stomach bleeding because he has no money for food, or because debt collectors beat him up?”

The other end went silent.

After a long pause, Dustin spoke tentatively.

“Sera, I know he messed up, but he was tricked by that woman.”

“He’s 800,000 dollars in debt now, and he’s about to lose his job.”

“You were together for eight years. Don’t you have over 1,000,000?”

“If you help him pay it off, he’ll treat you like a saint for the rest of his life.”

I was so angry I laughed.

“On what grounds?”

“Because he used my money to impress other women?”

“Or because he treated me like a free servant?”

‘Sera, don’t take it too far!”

“How did Julian treat you back in the day? When your mom jumped, who was there for you?”

“How can you be so ungrateful!”

I gripped the phone, my knuckles turning white.

That again.

They all thought that because Julian pulled me out of a hole once, I owed him my entire life.

“Dustin. I’ll text you an address. Come here now.”

Half an hour later, Dustin sat in the coffee shop below my office.

He looked at my designer clothes, and his face soured.

“Sera. Julian’s lying in a hospital bed, and you’re out here living the high life.”

I didn’t waste words and threw a stack of bills on the table.

Take a look.”

Dustin picked them up suspiciously.

They were all records of Julian’s spending over the past few years.

68.000 dollar ring, 40,000 dollar bags, 150,000 dollar car.

And the 2,000 dollar monthly transfer to me.

I stared at Dustin.

‘He made twelve thousand a month, gave me five hundred, and spent the rest on Melody.”

“He used my sacrifice to act like a big shot.”

“And you think I’m ungrateful?”

“Dustin, if you’re so worried about him, why don’t you pay off his 800,000?”

Dustin’s face went from red to white.

He threw the bills back on the table and tried to argue.

“Since you had money, why didn’t you bring it out earlier?”

“If you’d bought a house sooner, maybe he wouldn’t have felt so stressed and looked for comfor

I picked up my iced water and splashed it directly in Dustin’s face.

The ice cubes hit his nose with a dull thud.

Dustin jumped up, wiping the water from his face, and began to swear.

‘Sera, you’re crazy!”

I pointed coldly at the door.

“Get out.”

“Go back and tell Julian that even if he dies in that hospital. I won’t be the one to bury him.”