Our Engagement Ended When My Fiancée Preferred A Worthless Rival

At the school sports meet badminton competition, my childhood sweetheart realized my racket had cost several hundred thousand, she burst out in fury.

“Hundreds of thousands? For a broken racket like this? Are you insane? You’re nothing but a wasteful prodigal!”

She pulled the poor student Kylo Maddox to her side. “His monthly expenses don’t even reach five hundred. Wouldn’t it be better if you gave him the money?”

I frowned. “That money was mine. I could spend it however I pleased. What was he to me? Why should I support him, just because he was poor?