My Boyfriend Pretended to Be Poor and Disabled

Summary

To save me from a fire, my boyfriend, Tristan, suffered severe burns and went blind.

Guilt consumed me. I sold my parents' house, worked multiple jobs, and saved every penny for his treatments, even enduring broken bones without medical care.

Five years later, while delivering food, I saw him, unscarred, sight restored, proposing to another woman, Lila.

I overheard his friend say that to buy his expensive medication, I'd been starving myself.

Tristan coldly explained that my suffering was revenge: because I reported Lila's drunk‑driving brother (who killed my parents), he wanted me to…