He Ignored My Tears, Then Drowned in Regret

Jasper, confused, stared at me with a cold expression. “Is it just because my parents gave you a gift?”

His childhood sweetheart rushed forward, eyes wide with urgency. She shoved the thick envelope into my hands.

“Sister, how can you be so materialistic? Has all the love we’ve shared over the years meant so little to you that you’d be swayed by a bit of money?”

I glanced at the twenty-cent coin inside the envelope, mirroring the love I’d given Jasper, cheap and laughable.

“Yes, exactly. Because her red envelope had twenty thousand.”