A Man Stolen My Boyfriend

Late at night, I secretly unlocked my boyfriend's phone while he was asleep.

Just then, a particularly suggestive message popped up, "Elmer, are you available now?"

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I glanced at my boyfriend, who was snoring loudly beside me.

I replied with only one word, "Yes."

As soon as the message was sent, the reply came as quickly as a flash, "Elmer, I want you."

I immediately understood what she meant, and I couldn't hold back my anger any longer.

Without even putting on shoes, I dashed into the kitchen, staring at the knife with a wild idea.

I wanted to chop this scoundrel unfaithful to me into pieces!

My hand trembled as I reached for the knife, but the coldness of the blade brought me back to my senses.

Was it worth it?

My devotion to him for eight years failed to make him reciprocate.

The thought that he might have already slept with that girl made me sick.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to gather more information.

I had no idea how Elmer usually chatted with this bitch, so I tentatively sent a question mark, "?"

The quick-as-a-flash reply from before was replaced by silence.

I paced anxiously in the kitchen, waiting for her response.

Just as I was about to make myself dizzy, that girl finally messaged back, "Oh no, so you must be Elmer's girlfriend, huh?"

In that instant, I was seething with rage at her reply, and I couldn't suppress my fury any longer.

"It sounds like you don't feel guilty at all. Won't your conscience prick you? Are you that desperate for a man? You must have no bringing up at all, don't you?

After sending a string of insulting words, I felt slightly relieved but also a bit regretful.

I seemed like a woman driven mad by jealousy.

Yet, that girl remained unexpectedly calm, even provoking me, "Why don't we meet up?"

So she wanted to fight with me over Elmer?

Shouldn't she be intimidated by my anger?

How dare she!?

Of course, I couldn't back down. I gritted my teeth and replied, "Fine. Send me a friend request on Facebook, and I'll teach you a lesson!"

She replied with a cute nod emoji, completely disregarding me, the rightful girlfriend of Elmer.

Trembling with rage, I wanted to teach such a bitch like her a good lesson right then and there!

I deleted the chat history and quietly returned the phone to Elmer's side.

Looking at his handsome sleeping face, I wanted to grab him by the neck and make him repent.

As I was lost in thought, my phone buzzed with a notification. That girl had sent me a friend request.

Her username was Vera?

To avoid waking Elmer, I sat on the sofa and began gathering information about Vera.

She didn't post many photos which mostly featured a Mori girl.

She had short, slightly curly hair, exuding the vibe of a cute schoolgirl.

The photos were full of cute poses or sunny smiles.

I had to admit that she was indeed beautiful.

She had a tender, endearing charm that made people want to protect her.

Just then, she messaged me proactively, "Hello."

I didn't waste time on small talk and got straight to the point, "Cut the crap. Just tell me when you two started seeing each other."

I wanted to know how long I'd been fooled by this seemingly gentle jerk.

After a brief silence, she replied, "It's been a while. Why don't we meet up and talk face-to-face?"

There was no reason I would be daunted by her aggression. I arranged the meeting at the café below my office.

I didn't keep this to myself and told my best friend, Shirley Peay, about it.

"How dare she!?"

Shirley rolled up her sleeves, ready to confront Elmer and Vera.

I shook my head and said, "I won't let them go easily, but I need evidence. I want to get the truth from her."

Shirley said, "I'll be upstairs. If you need backup, just smash a cup, and I'll rush down."

Her words made me laugh, lifting my gloomy mood.

Shirley went upstairs, and I waited alone downstairs to face Vera.

Soon, a petite girl in a white dress appeared at the café entrance.

I straightened up, keeping a cold expression as I watched her approach.

Though I appeared calm, I felt a strong urge to make a scene.

I wanted to confront her and let loose a stream of abuse at her for ruining my relationship with Elmer.

Just as I was about to stand up, she ignored me and waved to someone behind me.

"Darling, sorry for being late. I just had a traffic jam."

I felt relieved instantly, realizing I had been so tense that I thought this delicate girl was Vera.

But when I turned around, someone was already standing in front of me.

My first thought was why she looked even more pretty than in the photos.

She wore a luxury brand hat and a loose pink T-shirt paired with shorts.

Honestly, any guy would take a second look at her.

And she didn't even wear makeup.

Her delicate face and bright, expressive eyes were captivating.

I blinked and asked her a pointless question, "You must be a social media star, right?"

"Sort of, but my full-time job is being a model," she nodded, pulling out a chair to sit down.

The booth in the café was small, and there was not enough room for her long legs!

It was a public place, and I tried to remain calm. "You're so pretty. There must be many men pursuing you. Why Elmer?"

I had harsher words ready, but facing such a beautiful face, I couldn't bring myself to say them.

"Huh?"

She seemed genuinely surprised, blinking with bewilderment. I wondered if I had the wrong person. Traditionally, mistresses were sharp-tongued and aggressive.

She laughed for a long time, unable to stop.

Just as I wondered if she was insane, a deep male voice interrupted me in my thoughts. "Miss, I'm a guy."

She looked at me, her eyes filled with mischievous smiles.

I was dumbfounded!

I blinked with confusion and fathom the situation.

Was I a lunatic forgetting to take my meds?

I began to recall the events of the past few days.

I had been out of luck recently. I argued with my parents and then discovered signs of my boyfriend cheating on me.

Elmer's phone kept buzzing, but he ignored it and turned it off.

When I asked about it, he claimed it was work-related and people were discussing a project.

If it were really about work, he could mute it. But since he turned it off, there must be something fishy.

I sensed something was off but didn't expose him.

When he went to shower, I swiftly grabbed his phone from the bed.

My actions were so smooth that anyone who witnessed this scene would applaud for me.

But Elmer had actually changed his password secretly.

It was evident that he was hiding something from me!

But I still needed evidence, so I couldn't alert him.

I returned his phone and pretended to be asleep.

There was no way I could still fall asleep, though. I had known Elmer since high school.

He was the most popular guy in school, and I pursued him relentlessly. He refused me at first, but I followed him home for a year, and eventually, he gave in.

Back then, I was chubby and not charming. According to my friend Shirley, I was like the frog prince who finally won the princess' heart.

But no matter what, I was a chubby girl back then. He must have had nightmares because of my pursuit.

Perhaps it was the power of love. After getting together with Elmer, I lost weight and my skin became delicate.

My mom said I blossomed from an ugly duckling into a swan.

I wasn't sure if Elmer truly loved me. Or perhaps he just wanted someone devoted to him.

Over the years we were together, he had flirted with some girls but always managed to brush it off.

He knew I couldn't bear to break up, so I chose to overlook it.

I believed I could make him reciprocate my devotion one day.

Until recently, I noticed he was glued to his phone, even during meals and bathroom breaks, chatting with someone.

He deleted all chat records, leaving me no trace.

When I asked about it, he claimed he was clearing up some memory due to the limited internal storage.

I didn't buy his nonsense, of course. He was clearly afraid I would see his flirtatious messages with other girls!

I was certain he had been involved with some other girl, and perhaps because I had tolerated it too many times, this time, I chose not to endure it any longer.

Recently, the first thing he did after coming home was to go to bed. And I couldn't wake him up.

I had already figured out his new phone unlock code.

When I carefully unlocked his phone, a profile picture of a seductive young girl popped up.

This was the beginning of the story.

I shook my head and forced myself to face this alluring flirty girl.

After repeated examination, I realized that the deep male voice I heard earlier was exactly hers.

I was speechless.

With such a charming face and long legs, this person turned out to be a man?

So, Elmer, the shameless jerk, actually liked men!?

I felt both angry and shocked and even experienced an unprecedented sense of humiliation.

"Miss, you really don't need to be upset." Vera said calmly across from me, crossing his long legs and handing me his phone.

Then he casually added, "You might not know, but Elmer is quite the serial dater."

"What did you say!"

I felt myself losing control. The man I had pursued relentlessly since I was young not only liked gender-benders but was also a serial dater?

I finally saw through Elmer's true colors!

I took a deep breath to calm myself and asked him, my voice trembling, "Have you two already... been intimate?"

Vera smiled meaningfully, leaning back in his chair and seemingly unconcerned that I might lose control and attack him.

"No."

His answer was simple and straightforward, and he even placed the phone on the table, pushing it towards me. "You can look through the chat records. I have nothing to hide."

Before meeting Vera, I had imagined a hundred ways to get back at him.

But I never expected him to be so cooperative.

I knew there must be many disgusting chat records on his phone.

I hesitated whether to open his phone.

"Miss, check on it. Otherwise, how can you bring yourself to give up on him?"

Vera's hands were surprisingly beautiful, slender, and delicate.

He casually tapped the table with his fingers, appearing relaxed and calm.

How could I let him look down on me? I took the phone and opened their chat records.

I checked the timestamps. They were chatting right around the time I had just invited him out.

Elmer messaged him, "Vera, I fell asleep last night. You didn't message me, did you?"

Vera replied, "Nope. What's up?"

Elmer asked him, "You told me you were sick, so I went to visit you. But why didn't you allow me in?"

Vera answered his question, "I really don't want to ruin your relationship with your girlfriend."

After reading their chat history, I was boiling with anger.

It was so disgusting and despicable!

So Elmer didn't even know Vera was a man.

Now I wondered what would happen if Elmer knew the truth.

If Vera confronted me with arrogance, I was sure I wouldn't let him off easily. I'd throw coffee in his face without hesitation and call Shirley over to beat him up.

But, but, he sat obediently across from me, confessing everything to me.

He even ordered my favorite matcha mousse for me.

He even had figured out my preferences!

This realization made me break out in a cold sweat. I began to watch him warily and blurted out a silly question, "Are you planning to have a threesome with us?"

Vera chuckled with his hand covering his mouth, his smile so endearing that I was momentarily speechless.

"Of course not. I don't like threesome at all. Besides, Elmer doesn't know I'm a guy."

I was skeptical, so I continued to scroll through their chat records.

There was a lot of content, so I started searching by date.

The day Elmer went to see Vera was the same day I had a fight with my parents.

That day, Vera had a high fever, and I saw their voice messages and curiously clicked on them.

"Elmer, I feel so awful. My throat hurts, and it feels like I'm dying."

The soft, feminine voice made my heart flutter.

Vera noticed my confusion and raised an eyebrow with a smile. "I used a voice changer."

I clicked on Elmer's voice message and heard him whisper, "You're feeling unwell? Is it a fever?"

He kept his voice low because I was nearby, and he was afraid of being overheard.

My anger flared up, but it was quickly extinguished when I read the following messages.

Vera replied, "Your girlfriend is upset. You should spend more time with her. I'm fine."

Elmer said, "I've had enough of her. Don't mention her."

I forced my trembling hand to scroll down a few more pages.

Elmer said, "You have no idea how much I dislike her parents. I've told her many times to cut ties with her family, but she just won't listen. Every time I see her parents, it drives me crazy."

I finally understood why he never wanted to go visit my parents with me.

I had no desire, or perhaps no courage, to read any further.

I closed Vera's phone and placed it on the table.

I had been with Elmer for eight years.

I could endure anything, even allowing him to flirt with other girls.

I didn't even mind that he blew hot and cold with me.

But my parents were the people closest to me, and he had gone too far.

My parents raised me through many hardships, treating Elmer even better than me.

I couldn't fathom how he could be so heartless!

I lowered my head, my face purple with anger, and Vera stopped smiling.

He watched me closely as if afraid I might do something rash.

I pushed his phone towards him and took a deep breath. "If Elmer and I break up, will you be with him?"

Vera's eyes widened. "What are you talking about? I don't even like him. He's such a scumbag, and I'm just messing with him."

"If you don't like him, why flirt with him? Why, why are you so cruel? Do you know how many people can't get love?"

My voice was loud, drawing the attention of others. My eyes reddened, and I took a bite of dessert, but a bitter taste spread in my mouth.

My sudden outburst startled Vera, and he sincerely apologized to me, "Please, don't be upset. I'm sorry. I was wrong."

He was really something.

I had come here ready to teach him a lesson but ended up being comforted by him.

It seemed I would be here in vain.

I stood up to leave but decided to give Vera some advice, "You're very pretty. So in the future, find a decent boyfriend and stop doing such a thing."

Vera blinked and suddenly asked me seriously, "When you go back, will you break up with Elmer?"

Maybe it was the anger I couldn't swallow, but I instinctively wanted to provoke him.

After all, even though he hadn't made me dislike him, Elmer had grown distant because of him.

I sighed dramatically and feigned sadness. "We've been together for eight years. How could I possibly break up with him so easily?"

As soon as I said that, his brows furrowed, and a hint of frustration appeared on his face.

"Well, even after all this, you still want to stay with him. You must not be thinking clearly."

Vera finally showed his true intention!

And how dare he claim he didn't like Elmer!?

I belatedly realized the truth with a cold sweat.

He was so cunning and two-faced!

At that moment, he calmly looked down at his phone, and I suspected he was still chatting with Elmer.

"Why do you like flirting with men with girlfriends?"

The face that had seemed pleasant now filled me with disgust.

Although Elmer was a jerk, breaking up with him now would only let Vera get what he wanted!

"Besides, whether I break up with him or not is none of your business."

As soon as I finished speaking, Vera's face turned sour, and a glint of annoyance flashed in his bright eyes.

Even his hands turned pale from being clenched so hard, tearing apart his sweet, gentle facade.

But then he casually flipped his hair and smiled with feigned gentleness again.

"Well, I've warned you, so don't blame me for what will happen."