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487words2026-01-26 09:11

My Boyfriend Left Me to Be With Another Woman in My Maybach. I Got My Revenge
Last life,my boyfriend Liam refused to join me at the airport to pick up my mom,then rear-ended my car with my own Maybach.
He hugged a terrified young woman,comforting her, “It's just a dilapidated Beetle—don't worry, we'll cover the cost!”

The crowd praised his charm and wealth.
Behind their backs,he warned me:“This is my mom’s arranged date.I’m just playing along—don’t embarrass me.”
I nodded,compliant.“Since she loves secondhand trash,she can have the man and the car.I’ll send her the bill.”
Liam panicked,groveling outside my office,begging for another chance.
I was parked on the roadside,texting Liam:
“Hey,Mom’s flight’s delayed.I’m at the airport—don’t worry,focus on work!”

When a deafening crash jolted my car forward several feet.My phone flew,and my head slammed into the steering wheel,pain flaring.
Dazed,I leaned out and saw the culprit:my Maybach,bought outright three months ago.
It was in my name,but Liam,my boyfriend,always drove it.
He’d said he was working late,too busy to join me in picking up my mom,who’d flown in to meet him.

Yet here he was at the airport—maybe he’d checked the flight status online,planning a surprise.
Heart fluttering,I stepped out,approaching the Maybach.
My“honey”died in my throat.
In the driver’s seat,a young woman, a stranger, clutched the wheel in panic.
With his arm around her, Liam cooed,“Baby,you okay?I’m so worried.”
His tenderness,unlike anything I’d seen in our four years together,pierced me.
The woman,Ashley,burrowed into his chest,teary.
He didn’t push her away. Instead, he cradled her face and gently wiped away her tears with his lips.
Their passionate kiss,oblivious to me outside the window,lasted minutes.
I stood frozen,overwhelmed by despair and helplessness, my eyes stinging with tears.
Three minutes later,they parted,breathless.
Liam stepped out,smug,until he met my furious glare.
His smile faltered,panic flashing,but he quickly masked it.
Acting as if we were complete strangers, he brushed roughly past me, opened the driver's door, and helped Ashley out.
She trembled, sensing my rage, and hid in his arms.“Liam,this lady’s mad—I’m scared.”
Liam gave me a cold glare, casting a dismissive look at my secondhand Volkswagen Beetle parked nearby.
He sneered derisively.“Just a junky Beetle.We can cover it.”
He carelessly dropped a business card at my feet.“Bill me for repairs.”
I stood,stunned,not bending to pick it up.
Four years,over a thousand days—I knew his number by heart.
I felt like a complete fool, a clown on display. My so - called “love” was nothing but a humiliating joke.
I wanted to flee,but the chatter of the crowd held me captive.
“That guy’s a catch—owns up,pays up,no fuss.Rich folks are different.”
“Lucky girl,snagging a hot,loaded guy who loves her.That Maybach’s pricey,and he didn’t even scold her—true love!”
Liam,soaking up the praise like a sponge, pulled Ashley even closer to him, a smug smile on his face.“A car’s nothing compared to my girl.”
I bit my lip hard,fighting tears.
That Maybach?I bought it,full cash.