Getting Back at Him

The eighth time I proposed to Jason, he shut me down cold and indifferent, just like all the times before.

He said he needed more time, and I was ready to keep waiting.

However, out of nowhere, I saw a post on social media. He and my sister went and got their marriage certificate.

When I confronted him, Jason was perfectly calm.

"Tessa is pregnant and needs to avoid stress. Stop causing trouble for no reason!”

Both were wearing wedding rings in the photo. Her baby bump was already starting to show.

Something inside me just went quiet. I gave the post a like and left a comment.

[Wishing you a lifetime of happiness and love!]

A year later, Jason came to see me. He looked tired and defeated, asking to get back together.

By then, I was already visibly pregnant.

Before I could say a word, his best friend stepped forward with a smile and pushed him back.

“Come on, man. The baby’s almost here. My wife already has a husband. She does not need a backup.”

The moment I finished posting my comment, Jason called.

He did not even say hello. He just started yelling at me over the phone.

“Sheena, have you learned nothing? I just told you not to stir up trouble, and now you are showing off on your social media. Really?

“If you’ve got so much energy, why don’t you try solving some of the company’s problems instead?!”

His tone was cold and condescending. It was like he was scolding an employee, not talking to his girlfriend.

I always thought Jason and I were in love.

At the very least, he cared about me enough to become my boyfriend.

We had been together for eight years. I had been by his side through everything since he graduated college.

From having nothing to becoming the chairperson of a company.

We weathered so many storms together.

In the early days, when money was tight and he was starting the company, I borrowed from every bank and loan app I could find to help him stay afloat.

Later, when we could not pay it back, my phone was flooded with calls. Debt collectors showed up at the door of our tiny apartment.

They even mass-texted my relatives and friends, so everyone knew I owed money.

Even then, I did not shed a single tear.

The moment Jason learned the truth that night, his eyes instantly filled with tears. He clung to me tightly, whispering his sobs in my ear.

He said,

“Sheena, I swear I’ll never let you down in this lifetime.”

Looking back now…

His so-called “lifetime” only lasted eight years!

I gripped my phone so tightly that my fingers turned white.

“How is that ‘showing off?’ My boyfriend just registered for marriage with my younger sister. Of course, I have to congratulate you. Otherwise, wouldn't I seem like a rude girlfriend and an even ruder sister?”

The voice on the other end suddenly went silent.