Giving the whole 3-year accumulation of money to work in Japan for my boyfriend, thinking he would marry, I got the bitter end

When I was 23 years old, I decided to go to Japan to work as a labor export. Because my family was poor and the children were young, I decided to go there to earn some money and then returned. At that time, my parents were very shocked, especially my mother was worried because my daughter left home for several years, afraid that I could not get married. But to be honest, I didn't think the husband and children were out of poverty anymore.

When I came to Japan, my job was to work as a sewing worker, but to make sewing on industrial lines. The work was not too hard, the salary was also good so I could just eat pepper from this side and send it to my parents to raise forcing. I didn't dress up, I didn't race for nice clothes, I just worked hard to earn money.

So I went for 3 years, amassing a decent amount of money, in addition to the money sent back to my parents also kept a little of their own. I have to leave when I have 1 year left to expire. Actually, when I went to Japan, I told him to go only 4 years and then take the money to open a restaurant for business. But suddenly, I wanted to apply for an extension to stay for another 2 years to earn a little more money.

I thought everything was as I expected, if I suspected that one night shift was over, I would be robbed by a thief. At that time, I cried because there was a large amount of money in it. Thought he lost all white, who at that time suddenly had a tall man running after the thief and regained his bag. He is also Vietnamese, meeting Vietnamese people I am extremely happy and happy.

I paid him back but he didn't accept it, he told me to ask for his phone number and then invited him to have a meal. Just like that, we texted back and forth, initially talking like our fellow countrymen and then we both fell in love with each other. He is a good man, he went to Japan to study abroad and is preparing to receive a certificate of working country.

Then he asked his love, I was so happy, he promised to get married after we returned to Vietnam. Trusting him, I gave my daughter's life to him along with the accumulated money. Because they think they get married anyway.

Yet after 5 months I could not contact him, I regretted that I trusted him so much. Now love is lost and money is gone. Most heartbreaking is that I found out that he was a man who sent emotional scams to get money from women. Now I am truly white.