J’ai profité de l’occasion pour parler à John. « Êtes-vous sûr de cela ? C’est beaucoup d’argent », ai-je dit. « Maman, Sarah a de grands rêves. Elle veut grandir, pas seulement compter sur moi », a répondu John, l’air frustré. — Je ne lui fais pas confiance, John. Elle m’a mal traité dans votre restaurant », ai-je expliqué. « Pourquoi ne me l’avez-vous pas dit à ce moment-là ? Cela semble être une excuse maintenant », a déclaré John. « John, je veux juste que tu fasses attention », ai-je supplié.
“If your mom doesn’t accept me, our relationship is over.” “Sarah, wait…” John tried to calm her, but she was adamant. “It’s her or me,” Sarah said, glaring at me. John looked torn but finally stood up. “Let’s go, Sarah,” he said, taking her hand. They left, leaving me alone at the table. I hoped John would see the truth before it was too late. A month later, I received an invitation to the café’s opening.
John had found the money for Sarah. He wanted reconciliation, so I decided to go with a plan in mind. On the day of the opening, I dressed carefully. As I approached the café, I saw the cheerful crowd and beautiful decorations. John greeted me warmly, hopeful that everything would be fine.
During the celebration, I asked Sarah to talk outside. We stood near the back entrance, and I casually asked about her plans for the café. Sarah boasted about the money and her intentions, revealing her true colors. Inside, everyone heard her through the speakers, as I had set up a recorder connected via Bluetooth. John was shocked and humiliated. Sarah tried to justify herself, but it was too late. The damage was done.
A few days later, John invited me to the restaurant for dinner. He apologized, acknowledging his mistakes. He had ended his relationship with Sarah but couldn’t recover the money. It was a hard lesson, but he had learned from it. We enjoyed the evening, surrounded by friends and family, knowing John had grown stronger and wiser from the experience.
