He Stole Our Future to Fund Her Wedding, So I Ruined Him Chapter 04

While I packed, Claire and Evan each called me. I didn’t answer.

Finally, Evan texted me.

[Nora Price, what are you upset about now?]

[Did you have to make a scene in front of everyone?]

I didn’t answer.

The word “engagement” kept ringing in my head, along with that promise of $88,000.

I’d been with Evan for five years, and he wouldn’t even come home to meet my parents.

With Claire, he was already planning a marriage.

He’d even offered her $88,000 toward a house.

I was the one who’d come to Charlotte with him when we had nothing.

I was the one who’d spent five years believing his promise: “I’ll marry you someday.”

And in the end, everything we’d built was going to someone else.

As I wondered where he could have found $88,000, a terrible suspicion came over me.

I stopped packing and found my bank card.

My hands shook as I entered the card number online and checked my balance.

The page loaded.

[Available balance: $3.68.]

I stood frozen, my hand trembling until the card slipped from my fingers.

That was when Evan came home.

He still looked angry, but panic replaced it when he saw the card on the floor.

I looked up at him. My voice barely held together.

“Evan, where’s the money?”

He stared at me in silence.

“Where’s the money from my account?”

His lips moved. Finally, he spoke.

“I needed it urgently, so I took it out.”

I couldn’t hold back anymore. I screamed at him.

“Your emergency was giving Claire $88,000 for a house?”

Evan looked startled.

“You know? Nora, I had no choice. Without that money, Claire’s parents were going to set her up with a man she didn’t like.”

“What does that have to do with you? That was the money we saved to buy our own place!”

Evan frowned, his voice firm.

“Nora, some things are more urgent than others.”

I said nothing. Tears splashed onto the floor.

So meeting my parents could wait. Marrying me could wait.

Anything involving me could always be put off, or forgotten entirely.

But offering Claire money was urgent. Helping her fend off her parents’ marriage plans was urgent.

Urgent enough for him to take the savings we’d scraped together over five years, skipping meals to put money away.

He was in a hurry to marry Claire. Giving me a home had never been urgent to him.

I took a deep breath and tried to steady myself.

“Evan, give me back my money. We’re done.”

Disbelief flashed in his eyes.

“Nora, are you threatening to break up with me?”

“You took my money and used it to build a future with someone else!”

After a moment’s silence, Evan took out his phone.

A second later, I got an alert: he’d transferred me $5,000.

“Evan, you took a lot more than that!”

He was about to say something when his phone rang. It was Claire.

“Evan, where are you? We’re supposed to look at wedding dresses!”

His voice softened at once.

“I’m on my way.”

He headed for the door.

Before leaving, he gave me a complicated look and spoke with weary patience.

“Nora, calm down. We can talk properly when I get back.”

The door slammed behind him.

He was going to marry Claire.

He still thought I was just making a fuss, throwing a tantrum.

But this time, I wouldn’t wait for him to come back.

I took my suitcase and headed for the airport.

Before boarding, I called a friend who was a lawyer.

“Miles, I want to sue someone.”