19 Thu , Oct 16 Chapter 1 My terminally ill boyfriend turned out to be the illegitimate son of a wealthy family in the city . And me ? I was just a barbecue girl making a living at the night market . Back then , Jeremy Foster was frail and sickly and I gave him the best of everything I could afford while caring for him . But when the Fosters ' twelve Rolls - Royces lined up in front of my tiny apartment to take him home to his real family , he left me behind and took my flatmate instead . One of the reporters asked him during the interview , " Who is this young lady before you ? " Jeremy's reply was cold and simple . " Just the housekeeper who took care of me for a while . " Later , he became the highly respected Mr. Foster in this city , while I turned around and married his sworn rival . Unfortunately , on my wedding night , Jeremy sent men to abduct me . " Why did you marry that ugly monster ? " he demanded . " Because he never treated me like a housekeeper ! " Jeremy sneered , " Is that all you've got ? " I nodded . " Yes , that's all ! " The day the Fosters came to pick up Jeremy , twelve Rolls - Royces lined up in the alley I had to pass through to get home . Reporters with their cameras and microphones swarmed the entire tenement building , blocking every exit . After closing my stall , I couldn't push my barbecue cart inside , so I had to walk . My neighbour , Wendy Ziegler , spotted me and enthusiastically hooked her arm through mine . " Bridget , you've hit the jackpot ! Your Jeremy is actually the Foster family's heir ! Mr. William Foster just sent people to pick him up . You can go back with him and enjoy a life of luxury , too ! " Before I could react , Jeremy descended the stairs surrounded by a crowd . I'd never seen him like this before . Dressed in a well - tailored dark suit , he stood tall and straight , his demeanor dignified . He looked like the naturally gifted , overbearing CEO from an idol drama . Chapter 1 3/3 9.1 % 9:19 Thu , Oct 16 Next to him was my flatmate , Stella Lane . 95 When Jeremy's eyes met mine , his gaze was different from before - filled with the contempt of someone in a position of power . A sharp - eyed reporter quickly asked him , " Mr. Foster , what is your relationship with the lady before you ? " Jeremy's eyes shifted away from me as he replied indifferently , " Just the housekeeper who's been taking care of me lately . " His answer made the neighbours gasp in shock . They had often seen me buying things for Jeremy and accompanying him during his exercises . Everyone knew he was my boyfriend . In an instant , all eyes - filled with pity or mockery - landed on me . I stood frozen , looking down at my ten - dollar T - shirt , twenty - dollar canvas shoes and the exhaustion that clung to my entire being . I really did look like a housekeeper . Still , I had taken care of Jeremy for five years . Even if he had introduced me as his neighbour , I wouldn't have felt so utterly humiliated . When I finally reached the lead car , Jeremy had already opened the door for Stella to get in . Then , as if suddenly remembering something , he turned to me . " You've taken care of me for so long . If you have any wishes , tell me and I can fulfil them ! " Wendy immediately urged me , " Quick , quick ! This is your chance , ask him to take you with him! " However , I didn't budge . I just numbly shook the bag of medicine I held in my hand . " Since you don't actually have a terminal illness , why don't you settle the bill for the medicine I bought you these past few years ? Oh , and the living expenses too ! That makes a total of ... fifty - nine thousand eight hundred ! " I pulled out my phone , tapped away furiously and announced the number . Everyone around me burst into snickers , mocking me for being so short - sighted . To someone of Jeremy's status , what was 598,000 ? If I had asked , he might have given me 59.8 million without batting an eye . Jeremy frowned , his eyes fixed on me with a complicated expression . Nevertheless , he quickly instructed his assistant to give me a check . Chapter 1