He Wasted My Lifesaving Money on Her Fancy Gifts

Synopsis

The hospital had finally found a bone marrow donor who was a perfect match for me. They were pressuring me to pay a 600-thousand-dollar deposit for the surgery and the isolation ward. When I swiped my card, it showed insufficient funds. That was the money I'd been saving for ten years to stay alive. I called my fiancé, Richard Grant. On the other end, I heard a playful, girlish laugh from a 19-year-old. "Richard, this gaming streamer sounds amazing. Can you send him another 600 thousand dollars?" It was Yvonne Stone, the younger sister of the girl Richard always loved. I was shaking all over. "Richard, that's my surgery money." Richard's voice was ice-cold. "Yvonne's only 19. She's never had a hard day in her life. "600 thousand dollars? It's no big deal. The company pulled in a few hundred million. As my fiancée, are you seriously nitpicking with Yvonne over a bit of pocket money? "Quit faking being sick. It's honestly disgusting." He hung up on me without another word. I stared at the terminal diagnosis on the medical report. Glancing at the terminal diagnosis on the medical report, I pulled out the IV drip from the back of my hand and called the funeral home. "Hi, I'd like to book the cheapest urn you have. Please arrange to collect the body tomorrow."