All Chapters of He Scolds Me for Being a Golddigger: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Gerald instantly dashed to the side and started puking.I remained where I was, stiff and frozen. My limbs refused to obey me like they were not attached to me. The stench of sweat clinging to me seemed magnified to my senses, constantly provoking my mind.All I could do was awkwardly rub my hands against my uniform in an attempt to wipe off the sweat.However, my uniform was dusty and also soaked in sweat. I was practically covered in grime.I had forgotten about how I always made sure to shower and change before heading home so that Gerald never found out I was doing manual labor.He never once knew that I was part of the group of people he looked down on.Gerald arrived home before I did.As he sprawled out on the couch, he was no longer dressed in the suit he wore in the bar. Instead, he was wearing the cheap T-shirt I bought for him off the internet. All traces of his wealth and status were gone.His arms hung low with his phone clutched in one hand.When he heard the doo

I did not know when the customer left. The owner forcefully dragged me to my feet as terror was painted all over his face. "Are you mad?"I was fired. I was also dumped. People had liked to say that setbacks in love would lead to success in the workplace. However, I found success in nothing. The evening breeze was cold. My shadow stretched far into the distance beneath the flickering streetlights. A black car sped by me. Its lights were blinding, and I instinctively held up a bloody and oily hand to shield my eyes. It shone in the light. I suddenly recalled Gerald's words. 'You disgust me.' We had been together for a year. We huddled together in a cramped little apartment, eating groceries bought on discount every single day, and gifting each other cheap but thoughtfully chosen gifts. He would say we would be together forever whenever we started planning out our futures. Gerald's so-called forever only lasted as long as his taste of life in the slums. Once hi

Back to Wendy.I was in class, so I did not realize I had received several calls from strangers.I found a long list of missed calls waiting for me once my class was over.I soon guessed that it was Gerald.He should have seen the video by now.I ignored the calls and walked out of the hall with my head ducked low.Ivan said he would introduce a part-time tutoring job to me with high pay. So, I could repay my debt within two weeks.A red sports car pulled to a stop before me as I stood by the road and waited for Ivan.I did not recognize the brand of the car, but that did not mean I did not recognize just how expensive it was.The driver was also someone I did not expect.It was Gerald.He looked much more haggard than before. Despite how messy his hair looked, he did not care at all. His eyes lit up when he saw me.It felt as though they were shining the second he saw me.Gerald pulled out a large bouquet of roses from the seat beside him that would have roughly cost him

Gerald dazedly recalled a certain memory. The figure that dashed over to him overlapped with the woman before him. His eyes went wide as he felt like a bucket of icy water had been poured over him, drenching him from head to toe. "No! I-I was drunk. I didn't know it was you. I never would have done such a thing if I knew! Babe, I was just really drunk. You know how weak my stomach is. I would always need your hangover stew just to get my stomach settled after I had alcohol.""Is that so? I thought having to eat stew made using mere bone-in meat was too tiresome. It's so hard to tell just what you like."As soon as I finished speaking... His dry lips fell open as he ran out of words to say. I knew everything. Yet, I never said a thing to him. Realization struck him. I kept silent to give him a chance to confess. However, he did not take it. I even asked him back then, 'Gerald, do you have something you want to tell me?'"Gerald."I stopped my snarky remarks and start