My Paralyzed Boyfriend Scammed Me For Two Years, Not Knowing I'm a Wall Street Heiress

Synopsis

I had just delivered a $15,000 premium black truffle and caviar dinner in a torrential downpour, earning a $100 tip. Just as I was feeling a spark of joy, I overheard laughter spilling from the Long Island mansion. "She actually believes you're paralyzed from that car crash and delivers food every day to support you? She even pawned her mother's heirloom ring?" "If she knew you were a billionaire Upper East Side heir playing a poverty survival game, she'd cry herself to death, wouldn't she?" Eric Crawford swirled his crystal glass. "Cheap women like her have serving others baked into their DNA. Who told her to outshine Lily back at our Ivy League university? Tricking her is just a little punishment." I stood in the freezing rain, my tears mixing with the downpour. He had faked his paralysis for two years, all to help his childhood sweetheart get back at me.