Four Pattaya Love Stories About Betrayal and Jealousy

My name is Jim and I’m a 38 year old Swedish guy. This is my story from my holiday in Thailand.

My story begins in 2018 when, after getting fed up with work and life in Sweden in general, I quit my job and had the opportunity to not work for a few years. I started traveling around Europe going on short trips here and there. It was fun, but Europe is expensive, so I thought why not go to Thailand instead and stay there for the winter? So I did.

I was 35 at the time, and it might be relevant to the story that I wasn’t an old man. I was in good shape and I literally had a six pack as I love going to the gym. This wasn’t my first time in Thailand I had been there once before, but it was 10 years earlier and with my then girlfriend. We only spent 2 weeks in Phuket, so I hadn’t really seen anything.

I arrived in Bangkok in September of 2018. I was filled with excitement but really didn’t know what to expect. The first four nights I had booked into a hotel on Khao San Road. I had read a lot about Khao San Road and I wanted to experience the area. It was pretty awesome. I was partying every night and meeting with girls at the bars and clubs not only on Khao San Road but around Sukhumvit Soi 11 as well. After four nights in Thailand, I had been on dates with as many girls as I would have done in a normal year in Sweden. None had asked me for money, so I assumed they were all regular Thai girls just out for some fun.

Then I headed to Pattaya. I had booked a month there in an Airbnb. I guess I don’t have to go into too many details, but I had an amazing time in Pattaya. I met up with more girls than I could dream of. Still, none had asked me for any money, and I was getting so much attention everywhere it felt genuine and I was on top of the world. I don’t like to brag, but I was quite young for Pattaya from what I could see, and being in great shape, maybe many of the girls just wanted a change from the regular guys that they see. I am certain that most of the girls I met with were working girls.

After a month in Pattaya, I headed off to Patong. My plan was to stay there for a few months, but it quickly got boring. It was difficult to meet people to hang out with their friends, I mean everyone worked in some bar or club. I stayed a month and then headed back to Bangkok.

Meeting Canda and Starting a Holiday Romance

A friend I met on my first weekend on Khao San Road lived in Bangkok. It’s here that my story really begins. I met a girl called Canda. We started texting each other and eventually met up for some drinks the next day. Canda was studying at university, according to her. Her family owned a farm and other businesses in the south, and they were apparently quite well off. I never questioned what she told me and accepted it all as legit. Canda was really hot, and she was in even better shape than me hitting the gym five times a week.

As many probably know, things can move extremely quick with Thai girls, and so did this. Before I knew it, we were meeting more or less every day and staying at my condo and going on short trips together. Basically, we did everything together. We had planned to go to the Philippines, and we were even planning on a trip to Sweden for a visit. I was really happy. I thought, “This is it. Damn, how could I have been so lucky to meet this stunner?”

Things continued, and then one day Canda said she was going on a trip to Japan in the beginning of January. She said she had friends there that she had met once when they were traveling to Thailand, and she went to Japan two times a year to meet them. It sounded cool to me I didn’t think anything more of it.

Discovering Canda’s Betrayal in Pattaya

The day arrived for Canda’s trip to Japan. I followed her to the airport and kissed her goodbye. Everything seemed great. I knew what time she would arrive, and I was waiting for her to text me. I had to wait a long time several hours after she had landed. Her texts were so short just “yes,” “no,” “okay,” “haha,” etc. and it was always hours between them. This was strange, as she had never acted like this before.

After a few days of this, I was getting very suspicious. Then she posted a photo on Instagram and geo tagged it. I clicked the location and found a guy that had posted the exact same photo at the exact same time. I could see that she followed him on Instagram, but there were no photos of them together. He had his name in his profile, so I went on Facebook and I found him. What did I see? A post saying he is now engaged with Canda from Thailand. And there he was with her in numerous photos. Looking through his profile, I could see they had been engaged for 2 years.

My world had just crumbled. I confronted her right away and asked her why she had lied to me about her trip to Japan. She replied instantly, saying she hadn’t lied and didn’t know what I was talking about. Then I sent her a screenshot of that guy’s profile, and she replied, “I’m sorry.” Nothing else. All of a sudden, I was blocked from his Instagram and his Facebook pages. That was it. We never really spoke again. I was so hurt and didn’t want to hear any more lies from her.

Looking back, there were a lot of warning signs, but I couldn’t see them back then.

Meeting Juana After the First Relationship Falls Apart

It was just 2 weeks until my lease for the condo in Bangkok was up, so I decided to leave for Pattaya again. I decided to just keep doing what I had done before meet with girls for fun and nothing else. Pattaya was just as much fun as it had ever been, but I was still feeling hurt from what Canda had done, although it didn’t stop me having a great time.

Then in April, I met Juana. According to Juana, she was a retired bar girl. She had worked in a famous go go bar for 5 years from the age of 18, and she had saved a lot of money and spent it on a farm for her family in Isaan. Juana told me that they all make a good living from the farm and that she was only in Pattaya visiting friends. As said, I was naive back then and believed her.

I had promised myself not to get seriously involved with a Thai girl ever again because of Canda, but it was impossible. Juana ticked all of the boxes. I had never in my life had so much fun with a girl doing regular everyday things. I was on cloud nine. Juana was actually really smart too. I had never been with a girl that I recognized to be smarter than me, but Juana was.

I told Juana about my experience with Canda and how she had deceived me. Juana appeared shocked and agreed that it was horrible and couldn’t understand how she could have done that to me.

The Warning Signs That Appeared in the Second Romance

Juana stayed with me, but sometimes she went back to her village in Isaan for a short visit. When Juana was in Isaan, she texted me regularly we also talked on the phone, literally all the time. My next visa run was coming up, so I was planning a trip to Bali. Juana had never been there, but she wanted to go, so we planned it together as a longer holiday. I booked tickets, made an itinerary, and booked hotels. Life was great.

Juana then invited me to visit her village in Isaan to meet her family. Of course, I accepted, and I was very happy as I saw this as another sign that this was the real deal. It was now August, and I was going up to the north of Thailand. We had planned a week there, splitting the time between one of the major cities in Isaan called Khon Kaen and her hometown.

I had a good time. It was interesting to see her life there and to meet her family. Juana’s family spoke zero English but were friendly. They have a modern house that had not long been built, and during the days they were all working on the farm. The week soon came to an end, and we were going back to Pattaya. The next day we had scheduled a viewing of a condo. Juana then said she couldn’t go with me she needed to stay and help her family for a few days. I thought nothing of this and said I would video call her when I was at the viewing so that she could also see it.

I flew back to Pattaya alone. We talked on a video call for most of the night until 4:00 a.m. Juana posted something very cryptic on her Facebook page something in Thai with a lot of black hearts. I tried to translate it. It was something like “Why can’t the heart ever get what it wants?” I know Thai to English translations are often wrong, so I didn’t know what to make of it. When I asked Juana about it, she said it was nothing and deleted it. She then called me again, and she was crying and couldn’t stop. I couldn’t get an answer from her about what was going on, and eventually she just said she needed to sleep.

I was worried, but we hung up and I went to sleep as well.

The Messages That Exposed the Truth

The next day I couldn’t reach her. She didn’t reply to my texts, and her phone was off. The day continued, but Juana wasn’t really replying to any of my texts. She also did not pick up any of my calls. Then, finally, late at night, she called me. She said that she had a bad signal and something was wrong with the internet in her village because of the bad weather. She didn’t want to talk too much because she was still feeling sick. She sent me some super blurry photos of something she claimed was her farm.

The same thing happened the following day and the next day. Now I was starting to see a pattern, and I was starting to think that she was lying to me. I kept pressuring her, asking all sorts of questions about why she was acting like this, why she couldn’t talk longer or on video. And then, all of a sudden, she gave in.

She told me everything. She was in Singapore with her sponsor with one of her sponsors. She had two. Once she opened up, it all came out absolutely everything. How much money they sent her, how long she had been with them, how often they met. She also told me that her family didn’t really make enough money from the farm, but they were living off the sponsor’s money.

I was again shocked. I couldn’t believe that it was happening again exactly the same thing. After what I had told Juana about Canda, she then did the exact same thing. I just couldn’t believe it. How could she?

She was crying. She said that she loved me so much and that she had never felt anything like this before. I was both devastated and very angry. How could she do all of this? How could she agree to book a trip to Bali, invite me to her family, plan to move in together for real, when she knew nothing of this was ever going to happen? How could she play with me like this?

She said she was sorry she knew that everything she had done was wrong and that it was selfish on her part but she went on to explain that she couldn’t help herself because she loved every moment with me and wanted to enjoy it for as long as she possibly could. I still couldn’t understand it. She had never asked me for any money. She said she had her own, and she could pay for drinks or dinners and things like that. I was thinking that if she had just been honest, I’m sure we could have worked something out. But she never did.

The Emotional Cost of Learning the Truth

I was crushed. I was really hurting. This will sound weird, but I have gone through a divorce, and that didn’t hurt as much as this did. I can’t describe it in any better way than to say that my heart was physically hurting I had chest pains.

I went to Bali by myself. Juana kept texting me, but eventually it started to get easier. Me and Juana hooked up a few times after that just some one night stuff. Every time she saw me without a girl in Pattaya, she would come up to me and ask if she could go with me. I’m not sure why, but I always said yes. To this day, I still think of her on a regular basis, but we have no contact at this point. I’ve left Thailand, and I haven’t heard from her since. I guess that’s probably for the better.

You know what, guys the girls in Pattaya are just totally ruthless. Because the whole goal is to get as much money as they can, as it all gets fed up to wherever they come from normally Isaan back to their families. And they have to be ruthless. If they keep with one guy, they’re going to get limited income, aren’t they? Whereas if they play several guys…

But in this particular case, reading between the lines, what I’m kind of thinking is if the guy was really 35 and he had a six pack and he was quite young there are a lot of older guys in Pattaya like myself who go down there for a girl in her 30s or whatever she was to meet a guy who’s 35, well built, and he’s not gone there particularly to chase girls some girls do get a little bit excited by that. Perhaps she did want a real relationship with him, but she just couldn’t work out because she had to keep bringing in that money. It’s sad, really. They probably both liked each other very much, and it’s just one of those things it didn’t work out.

Story Two: The T Shirt, the Letter, and the Engagement That Almost Wasn’t

It was a while ago in the 1990s when I headed a team of military guys to work in Thailand for a few weeks. After our initial meetings and planning sessions, the guys wanted to go downtown. I went along, wanting to be sure my guys didn’t get arrested. I had not been to Thailand before, but one of the guys had been to Bangkok on R&R from Vietnam years earlier. With his guidance, off we go.

I was amazed at the candy store atmosphere on the streets, and I really wanted to go into one of the many bars. We picked a bar and my friend led the way. Before my backside was firm in the seat, a bar girl had her hand on my knee. Later, my friend suggested she may have been trying to lift my wallet. I told the girl I was just there for a drink and didn’t need company. She huffed off.

My buddy said, “Boss, you’re going to have to have a girlfriend, or the others won’t leave you alone. Pick one, buy her drinks, and the others will stay away.” I looked around, and the entire team was already coupled up. I looked around and saw a very pretty girl smiling at me. I smiled back, and she came over. We moved to a booth and talked. As the night progressed, the guys were all having fun, and my little friend seemed to be happy with the drinks I bought her. A number of the other girls approached, and after a word from my new friend, off they went. Anything I wanted, she made it appear. I realized I probably paid a premium for her drinks, but she was nice company, and I could keep an eye on my team.

My new friend had to take her turn dancing. She was even prettier than I suspected.

Why the Hotel Doorman Became Part of the T Shirt Mystery

Later, a doorman walked by, and he was wearing a t shirt for an international run. A friend of mine had entered but had to drop out because she was injured in a car accident. I thought it would be great if I could get my friend one of those shirts. I approached the doorman, who spoke pretty good English, and asked if he knew where I could get one. He asked for my address and said he’d send me one. Nowadays, I’d be very wary of giving out my personal information like that, but back then I was young and excited about getting a shirt. I gave the doorman my card with my home address on it.

When I returned to our booth, I noticed my new friend had refreshed our drinks and had propped herself up on her leg and watched my interaction with the doorman.

A number of the guys headed out a few with their new girlfriends so I told my new friend I needed to go. She asked me to take her with me. She explained the bar fine rule and said if we left together, she could stay with me. When I said she was pretty, I was underestimating she was beautiful. And I knew if we went out, I’d have problems at home. So I told her I was going to meet some other guys at another bar and I’d be back. She didn’t look happy, but agreed. I went back to my hotel and got a good night’s sleep.

For the next 4 days, we were going to be doing nothing but work.

The Letter That Made the Engagement Seem Real

Four days later, our job done, we headed back to the bars. Actually, I was really looking forward to seeing my little bar girlfriend again. I half expected that she would be entertaining another guy when I got there, but no as soon as we walked in, she was at my side and had my arm in hers.

I had an early morning flight and started to leave, and she again asked if I’d pay her bar fine and she could come with me. I made up another story about meeting other guys in another bar, and she frowned but agreed. She asked if she could come to my hotel later. I said sure and told her who to ask for not me also knowing the hotel would not allow a young single woman entry if they were not checked in.

Trip over. Back to the States and my girlfriend. Well, as I predicted, I did have something good, and within weeks we were engaged, and I had her move into my condo.

One day when we came home from work, I checked the mail. There was a letter from Thailand. I opened it and saw it was from my little bar girlfriend. The letter wasn’t that long, but it went something like she loved me, we had fun, and she loved me more than I loved her she wanted to come to the States. I looked at my girlfriend, and she just stood there with her mouth wide open. I turned the letter over, and on the back which was towards my girlfriend she had written in big letters: “I love you.”

I knew I had some explaining to do. But then it got worse. The envelope tipped, and she had enclosed two photos both fully clothed and tasteful. One was a nice facial picture, then another with her sitting on a mattress in what I assume was her sleeping area.

After a long, truthful explanation that she was just a girl I bought drinks for to keep the other girls away, my fiancée said she understood. She took the letters and pictures and ripped them up. I also guess it didn’t hurt that I bought her a sapphire ring in Bangkok.

The Missing T Shirt Reveals Another Secret

I forgot to mention that I never gave my little bar girlfriend my home address. I also never received the t shirt from the doorman. I assume my little friend, watching me hand my card to the doorman, had somehow convinced him to give it to her.

The party street we visited was Patpong.

These girls when you say “oh, I’ll come back later,” they know you’re not going to come back. Do you remember the story I read out about the Pattaya bar girl who’d worked in Pattaya for 20 years but eventually got married to an English guy, they had a child, and it all worked out? In that story, one of the things she explained was that when a guy says “I’ll be back later,” they know you’re lying because every guy who goes to a bar in Pattaya and doesn’t want to take the girl says, “Oh, I’ll come back later.” So it’s not worth saying that. Just be honest, guys.

I think it was a little bit naughty on his side to say, “Yeah, come to my hotel,” because imagine if she’d spent her own money getting a taxi going to the hotel just for nothing and had to take a taxi back. I mean, personally, I would have just been honest and said, “Look, you know, I’m not really interested.” But everybody’s different, aren’t they?

Story Three: A Jealous Bar Girl and Accusations at a Thai Clinic

My story starts back in February 2014 a time that changed the way I saw the world. I had just started a new job with a major airline in Southeast Asia. Early that January, I found out I needed to go abroad for training to a country only a short flight from Bangkok. Coincidentally, a friend mentioned he’d be in Thailand around the same time and suggested I meet him there when my training ended. I thought, why not? I’d never been to Thailand before and was curious to see it.

Training wrapped up, and soon enough I was landing in Bangkok. My friend met me at the airport, and we headed to our hotel around the Sukhumvit area. Though I traveled a lot before, nothing had quite prepared me for the noise, the crowds, and the intensity of the city.

We found a beer bar at the end of the strip, and with drinks flowing, we stayed there for the night. Some girls joined us, and we had a blast just good company, laughs, and nothing more. Later, one of the girls asked if she could come back with me to my hotel, which threw me off. My friend told me to politely tell her I’d see her tomorrow, so I did.

The next day was a bit of a haze, but by evening we were back at Soi Cowboy. This time we ended up at a go go bar, and it felt like stepping into another world girls in bikinis, colorful lights, the energy of the place it was surreal. I met a girl named Tick there, a drink server who was funny, spoke great English, and kept me entertained all night. My friend left with someone, but I was too tired and unsure of myself to ask Tick to come back with me, so I promised her I’d return the next day.

“Don’t do anything crazy like getting married, and don’t give anyone your number,” he said with a grin, but I knew he was only half joking.

I spent the day wandering Bangkok, trying new foods, and taking in the sights. That evening, I returned to see Tick. She asked if I’d bar fine her so we could go out together, which seemed like a good idea. We ended up having dinner, checking out a few bars, and later she joined me for a few drinks back in my hotel room. At the end of the night, she asked me for my number, but I stuck to my friend’s advice and came up with an excuse, saying I’d just visit her bar again.

The Final Night at the Bar Before His Flight

For my last night, I returned as promised, and we had another fun evening together. My flight was early, so I couldn’t stay up too late. As I left, she asked for my number again, but I held firm, telling her maybe I’d look her up if I ever come back to Thailand.

Returning to Thailand and Reopening the Relationship

Fast forward to April 2015, and life had taken more unexpected turns. I lost 50 kilos and was dating someone in the UK, but in April I discovered she hadn’t been faithful, so we split up. On a whim, I booked a five night trip to Thailand to unwind and clear my head.

When I arrived, I headed straight to the same go go bar. The girl I’d bar fined the first night wasn’t there, but then I spotted Tick. She’d been back in her village but had recently returned to Bangkok. We spent the next four nights together, and this time I gave her my number.

After that trip, we stayed in touch via the LINE app, and I soon found myself back in Bangkok every couple of months just to see her. Tick kept working at the bar but assured me she wasn’t going out with other customers.

A few months later, on one of my trips, Tick invited me to visit her family in Roi Et a village in Isaan. Curious, I agreed, and we headed north. Her family was kind and welcoming, never asking me for anything. I felt like I’d found a diamond in the rough. By this point, I was supporting her by covering her rent of around 4,500 baht a month and giving her a bit extra when I visited. Things were going very well.

Until a year later, when a male relative moved in with her. Tick said he was a cousin working at 7 Eleven and couldn’t afford his own place.

Jealous Accusations Follow Him to the Clinic

As time went on, I noticed that Tick was incredibly possessive. Even small interactions like smiling at a cashier would upset her. She was often suspicious, and when I was back in the UK, any background noise on our calls would make her accuse me of seeing someone else. These flare ups would end in apologies, but the cycle repeated.

Still, our relationship continued, with me visiting her regularly. We even started exploring more of Thailand together Phuket, Chiang Mai, and of course, her hometown. But things changed with the arrival of the pandemic. My last trip to Thailand was in October 2019, and by 2020, travel restrictions kept me grounded.

That year, I faced a health crisis of my own. I had a major heart attack and needed triple bypass surgery. Even in the hospital, Tick would call me, suspiciously asking if I was flirting with the nurses or other patients. I was dumbfounded.

As I recovered, she continued with these accusations, and it started to take a toll on me. For my health, I needed peace and calm, but Tick’s constant jealousy added unnecessary stress. Three weeks into my recovery, after yet another round of accusations, I decided it was time to end things. I couldn’t see a future with Tick not in Thailand or anywhere else.

Since then, I’ve been healing and living alone and focusing on staying healthy. Though I still love Thailand and look forward to visiting again, I’ll approach things differently next time. I won’t be giving out my number, and I’ll explore more of what the country has to offer. I’ve been to Thailand 26 times in the past 5 years, but there’s always more to see and experience.

If a bar girl tells you she doesn’t go out with customers and she’s only working in a bar for drinks it’s always a lie. And I’ll tell you why. If she really did that, the mamasan or the bar owner wouldn’t put up with it. Part of their unwritten contract, you could say, they’ve got to hit a certain target with drinks per month or their salary gets cut. And they’ve also got to hit a target with however many customers they go off with on short time. That’s a target. If a girl refuses to go out with guys and just says, “No, I’m only going to have drinks,” then she’ll probably get fired from that bar. So that’s how you know it isn’t true. A lot of girls will say that to guys “I work in the bar and I don’t go with customers. I’m only here for drinks” and it’s just not true.

Story Four: The Late Night Argument That Ended with a Flying Shoe

This happened a few years back when I was fresh off the plane, eager to explore Thailand but pretty wiped out after the long haul flight. It was my first night, and I found myself wandering around Walking Street, amazed at the sights and sounds. By the time I was ready to call it a night, I was pretty drained, so I made my way out to Beach Road looking to catch a baht bus back to my hotel.

Now, here’s a quick tip I didn’t know back then: if you get on one of these late night near Walking Street, it can suddenly turn into a special taxi and charge you extra. I found that out the hard way.

I climbed aboard a baht bus, and just as I settled in, a girl quickly grabbed my hand and hopped on with me. When I took a closer look, I realized she was actually a ladyboy. Now, I don’t mind ladyboys at all, but they’re just not my thing. So I politely told her I wasn’t interested. She smiled and insisted, “No problem, I’m just like a lady.” I tried to be gentle but firm “No thanks, I’m all good, please leave me be” but she wasn’t having it.

Since we were surrounded by people, including what seemed to be some of her friends, I figured it was best not to make a scene. I decided to wait until we reached my hotel, hoping she’d give up by then.

When we finally arrived, I paid the driver, hopped off, and thought I’d be on my way. But she followed right along, turning from friendly to insistent: “You give me 1,000 baht.” I politely declined, explaining that I hadn’t agreed to anything. But she wasn’t backing down.

Suddenly, she pulled off one of her high heels and swung it at me. Luckily, I managed to deflect the hit with my arm. Undeterred, she then chucked the shoe at me. Thinking quickly, I picked it up and tossed it over a nearby wall, watching as it landed on the other side. She was now fuming. She hurled a few more choice words in my direction before storming off into the night shoeless and muttering under her breath.

The Shock After the Argument on Beach Road

I stood there for a second, just trying to process the whole ordeal. Finally, I headed up to my hotel room, still a bit stunned but chuckling at the bizarre turn my first night in Thailand had taken.