Her Final Payment: A Noose

My mom and I work our butts off in order to clear Gregory Hudson, my boyfriend's crippling debt. Because of that, Mom even contracts lung cancer.

But when I rush to the hospital to pay off the hospital bills, I find out that she's already taken her life by hanging herself. All she leaves is a suicide note.

"I can't hang on anymore, Hailey. You should use the money to pay off the debt. Gregory is a good man. I know he loves you; it's just that he's stepped down the wrong path.

"Once the debt is cleared, both of you should stay together and live a good life."

After collecting Mom's ashes in an urn, I entrust the 300 thousand dollars—the money that Mom has earned with her blood, sweat, and tears—to Gregory.

When I return to the company, I accidentally overhear the conversation between Gregory and a few of his debtors.

"Mr. Hudson, Ms. Jackman has already passed all of your trials so far. What other arrangements do you have for her?"

Gregory's childhood friend, Sophia Wagner, suddenly speaks up.

"Even though Hailey can endure all the suffering with you, we still need to test if she can still handle living a good life with you."

Gregory purses his lips. "Next, I'd like to know if Hailey's love for me is pure and sincere. If she doesn't pine for my wealth and doesn't become materialistic after finding out about my identity, I will marry her."

As I look down at Mom's ashes, I can't help sobbing like a lost child.

Both my mom and I are wrong about Gregory. I don't want to marry him anymore.

After leaving Hudson Corporation, I sat by the roadside, holding Mom's urn. In her suicide note, she instructed me to place her ashes in any simple jar, saving the cost of an urn to help Gregory Hudson pay off his debts.

On the big screen in the square, Gregory appeared.

The news anchor reported, "After three years out of the public eye, Gregory Hudson, CEO of Hudson Corporation, has appeared at the ceremony with his fiancee, Sophia Wagner."

I stared at the screen. Gregory was brimming with pride and confidence.

Tears welled up in my eyes. Mom and I had spent years working ourselves to the bone to pay his debts. In the end, all we received in return was a lie.

I sat there in silence until night fell, then Gregory called. His voice was as gentle as it had always been. "It's late. Why aren't you home? Where are you? I'll come pick you up."

I opened my mouth instinctively, but no words came out.

If this had been before, I would have answered with irritation, blaming him for interrupting my work again. But now, his intimate tone left me completely silent.

Gregory's voice carried a hint of worry. "Hailey, where are you right now?"

"I'm working," I replied.

He fell silent, seemingly struck by the memory of how I