My Ex Insisted I Buy Her Engagement Ring After Our Breakup: I Offered Him a Dose of Reality
What was meant to lead to a happy, long-lasting marriage ended because my ex-fiancée was a liar and untrustworthy. My story is a story of betrayal, greed, intrigue, and ultimately my triumph. Read on to find out how I turned a breakup drama into a legendary story!
As I looked at the twinkling ring on my finger, a mischievous smile spread across my face. Michelle’s text, full of fury and disbelief, was a sweet symphony to my ears. “Do you think you can play me like a fool? You will pay for this, mark my words,” she spat across the digital ether.
“Oh, Mich,” I mused out loud, thumb on the keyboard. “You have already paid in full.” With a smile, I sent him a simple response, a photo of me wearing the genuine ring, the message clear:
“Thank you for the ring. Consider us even.”
Rewinding the tape to the beginning, the storm leading up to this moment was a tempest of heartbreak and betrayal. Michelle and I, a union that had once seemed destined, had imploded under the weight of lies and deception.
His affair with his co-worker was the final and unforgivable act that separated us. I had to break up with her after a five-year relationship; now she was my ex fiancée because she was cheating on me and lying to me.
The arguments that followed between us were explosive, a barrage of accusations and demands, with my ex trying to make unreasonable deals with me. “You owe me for everything I put into this relationship!” Michelle had screamed during one of our last confrontations, her voice like a sharp blade cutting through the remains of our love.
My family was absolutely devastated when they found out about my breakup!
Look, they were involved from the first time we started dating. My mother, envisioning an eternal relationship like the one she had with my late father, gave me a family heirloom ring for her to propose to when the time was right.
In addition to being a very sentimental item for our family, it was also quite expensive.
After things calmed down a bit, I remembered the engagement ring, a symbol of a future that would never be: a family heirloom with more stories than a library. When I approached where she was staying and timidly asked for it back, Michelle’s eyes flashed with greed!
“Why should I return it without getting something in return?” —She mocked, her hands gripping the ring like a dragon guarding his treasure. “I want $2000, your laptop and your PlayStation 5 (PS5). Or maybe I’ll just see how much it’s worth at the pawn shop?
How did I not see this woman as she was all along?
I was having none of it and refused to give him a penny or any of my prized belongings. She knew I loved my gaming console, that I used my laptop to run my business, and that I definitely didn’t have $2,000 lying around.
After sharing Michelle’s demands with my family, the rift between my ex and I spread to them and my mother’s disappointment became a heavy veil. “How could you let him keep the ring? It’s not just about jewelry; It’s our story! she exclaimed, her voice a mix of anger and desperation.
“It’s not about money, Mom. It’s about principles,” she had argued, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders. “I can’t just give in to their demands.”
However, I promised to discover something else.
“Michelle is trying to get me clean with this breakup! She demands money, my laptop, and my PS5; Otherwise, she’ll pawn the ring! “My mother wants me to give in and do whatever she wants to get the ring back, but I don’t think she deserves to be rewarded for cheating,” I told my friends during a long conference call.
But when the dust settled and silence took over, a plan began to brew, a plan so daring it could have been taken straight out of a heist movie. With my friends at my side, we came up with a ruse that would make any scammer proud.
One of my friends, whom Michelle had never met, posed as a wealthy collector interested in purchasing unique jewelry. He contacted her and, after expressing her enthusiasm for obtaining such a piece of jewelry, shared her willingness to pay a whopping $5,000 for her ring.
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“A collector, huh?” Michelle answered the call with a wicked smile on her face. “Someone so desperate to get unique jewelry that $5,000 seems like pocket change,” she thought, imagining all the money she would make for something she didn’t pay a dime for.
Naturally, he jumped at the opportunity and agreed to meet in person for the transaction.
Michelle took the bait, her greed overshadowing any sense of caution, and agreed to meet so the “collector” could evaluate the piece. Another thing I only realized after the breakup was how gullible my ex was.
The woman didn’t even ask how the collector got her information nor did she even know about the ring to begin with!
The exchange was a performance worthy of an Oscar, my friend played his role with a delicacy that left no room for suspicion. “He was dressed in my best three-piece suit and tie for the ‘meeting,’” my friend told me later.
“I pretended to meticulously examine the ring before ‘accidentally dropping it.’ Then I exchanged it for a fake one with the sleight of hand of a magician,” she recounted, and I could almost hear the threads of victory playing in the background.
“My God, how clumsy of me,” he had said, his voice full of mock regret. She then handed him the fake ring and informed him that he needed some time to think about the purchase before making such a significant investment.
The two broke up, leaving my ex quite unhappy with how things went. Feeling that the “collector” was wasting his time, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
Without realizing it, Michelle took a triumphant step towards the pawn shop, hoping to cash in on what she thought was a valuable piece. However, her hopes turned to ashes when the truth was revealed. The ring, worthless in her hands, was a bitter pill to swallow.
That’s how I ended up with a furious message from him that was a testament to his madness, a mistake that cost him more than I thought. “Did you really think you could outsmart me, Mara?” I whispered to the empty room, the royal ring a cold comfort on my finger.
“This is not just about a ring. “It’s about respect, something you lost the moment you chose betrayal over love.”
In the end, the story of the ring became a legend, a story of cunning and revenge that would be told again and again for generations to come. It was a reminder that sometimes justice is done not in a courtroom but through the intelligent actions of those willing to fight for what is right.
As for Michelle, her silence after my final message was the sweetest closure I could have asked for. The ring, once a symbol of a broken future, now represented a victory not only for me, but also for my family’s legacy. And in that moment I knew that some treasures are worth more than their weight in gold: they are worth their weight in cunning.
Luckily, Michelle’s ex was able to get revenge, but the woman in the story below got pranked on Christmas Day after trying to do a good deed:
In a story as moving as it is heartbreaking, a woman with a heart of gold and the patience of a saint sets out on a mission to make her fiancé’s Christmas unforgettable. Despite her modest income as a stylist, compared to her fiancé’s lucrative career as a pediatrician, she scrimped and saved for months.
Its objective? To get the elusive PS5, a jewel that her fiancé had longed for but that she had never bought. After a herculean effort and navigating the murky waters of a family member’s brands, she triumphantly obtained the prized console.
However, this story goes from touching to moving. When Christmas came, amidst the holiday cheer and unwrapping of gifts, her fiancé gave her… a package of toothpicks. Yes, you read that right.
As her family chuckled, the woman’s heart sank. The man, seemingly oblivious to the emotional turmoil she had caused, dismissed it as a prank, planned by her younger sister. But the plot thickens. The woman, having none of it, criticized her fiancé for her childish antics and insensitivity, resulting in a Christmas spectacle that no one would soon forget.
Between accusations and tears, he sought refuge at his mother’s house, leaving behind a Christmas marked by what was intended to be a playful joke. The next day, her fiancé attempted to make amends, revealing the actual gift and attributing the prank to youthful folly. However, the damage was done.
The woman’s story, shared on Reddit, makes us all wonder: When does a joke go too far, especially in matters of the heart and in moments of warmth and unity?
So, dear readers, what do you think? Was this a harmless Christmas prank gone wrong or a sign of deeper trouble in paradise? The court of public opinion is in session and its verdict is eagerly awaited.
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