My mother had been seriously ill for many years and her only wish was to witness her daughter's wedding. For this reason, I pestered Stanley for five years. When he rejected me for the hundredth time, I finally decided to give up.

I turned around and agreed to my sweetheart Charles who had been waiting for me. We were in love for hundreds of days and he promised to make me the happiest bride in the world.

Just when I thought with joy that I had finally found happiness, I unexpectedly overheard his conversation with Sally.

"As long as you and Stanley can be happy, it doesn't matter if I marry someone I don't love. Let me organize the last birthday party for you. I want to see you happy with my own eyes, even if the person who gives you happiness is not me."

It turned out that the wedding he carefully planned for me was nothing but a scam. A hundred days of acting was just for me to make way for Sally and her loved ones.

With tears welling up in my eyes, I sent my mother the news that the wedding was cancelled. I didn’t know where she learned the truth and she was so shocked that she died on the spot.

The funeral and Sally's wedding happened to be scheduled on the same day and in the same hotel. Separated by a wall, Charles entered as the best man. After a quick glance, his face turned pale...

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It was already dark after I finished dealing with my mother’s funeral. When I got home, Charles had not yet entered the door.

There was only one message on his phone saying he was postponing the wedding. I didn't know the truth at first, but he said it was because of a problem with the props and I believed him. But now I understand that the postponement of the wedding was just for Sally's birthday party. She occupied the space.

All the guests who originally planned to come to my wedding were temporarily changed to celebrate Sally's birthday.

My wedding of the century turned into a complete joke. It turned out that the man who argued with Stanley and turned against me because of me said that he would give me happiness for the rest of his life.

After all, he became an accomplice in hurting me.

The moment I received the call from the hospital, I rushed all the way there. But I didn’t even see my mother for the last time. I didn’t want this wedding and I didn’t want Charles either.

The moment I finished packing my luggage, Charles hurried in with a gift. He didn't notice the suitcase at the door.

He habitually held me in his arms, rubbing his ears and temples together and said in a sweet voice, "Honey, guess what gift I brought you back?"

Before I could say anything, he had already kissed my earlobe. I avoided his movements calmly and my eyes fell on the packaging box in his hand. A famous brand perfume which was Sally's favorite scent. But I never use perfume because I'm allergic to alcohol. He never remembered.

"How about you spray this on your wedding day? I want to smell you."

He was looking for traces of Sally in me again. First it was clothing, jewelry, then it was cosmetics and handbags. At that time, I just felt that what he gave me looked familiar.

But when I accidentally clicked on Sally's circle of friends, I discovered that she also had a copy of these things. It was also a gift from Charles.

Sensing my low mood, his voice softened a bit. "Are you still angry about the postponement of the wedding? Don't worry, I have already taught them a lesson and I will definitely not postpone it again this time."

"About your mom, I'll explain it to her later, don't worry."

A sneer appeared on my lips, "No need to trouble you, just cancel the wedding. There is no need for you to see my mother and she won't want to hear your explanation."

He didn't expect me to be so decisive. His movements froze for a moment and a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Jessica, I have been preparing for the wedding for three months and the invitations have been sent out. How can you make such a joke?"

"It was an accident when the props went wrong. I have tried my best to make up for it. I can understand if you are angry, but please don't make trouble unreasonably. My patience has its limits."

Seeing him lie without a red face and his heart not beating, I suddenly felt tired.

"Charles, is it really because of the props that something went wrong?"

He was stunned for a moment and just as he was about to defend himself, his cell phone rang.

When he lowered his head, a slight smile unconsciously appeared on his lips. He didn't have time to say goodbye to me, he just said he would try his best to make it up to me and left the house in a hurry.

It didn't take much thinking to know that only Sally could make him so panicked by just one piece of news.

This was not the first time he has abandoned me. It was just that I was so immersed in the joy of getting married that I didn't realize it. Looking back now, he didn't even bother to cover up.

After he left, I sorted out all the gifts he gave me in the past hundred days. I was preparing to return it to him the next day.

But early in the morning, I received a call from the bridal shop. He said that the custom-made wedding dress had arrived and asked me to try it on.

"No, just return it. The wedding has been cancelled."

The clerk on the other end hesitated for two seconds and then said hesitantly, "This wedding dress is high-end custom-made and the deposit is five million. If you want to cancel, you have to come to the store in person to fill out the form."

After I rushed there, I just finished signing when I saw another more luxurious wedding dress being moved in.

The clerk's envious voice immediately reached my ears.

"Miss Montana is so lucky. This is the first time I have seen such an expensive wedding dress! Does it cost tens of millions?"

"More than that, I heard that two men paid for it together. Oh my God, when will it be my turn to have such a good life..."

The nails holding the pen were dug into my palms, but I couldn't even feel the pain.

When I went to Charles's company to find him with a carton full of gifts, the front desk staff kept calling me Mrs. Dickson one after another. Envyful voices came and went.

"Mrs. Dickson, you don't know, right? Mr. Dickson has granted himself a month's wedding leave for the first time for your wedding!"

"I heard that I spent 500 million to buy a piece of jewelry at the auction. It must be to match your wedding dress. You are so lucky. I can't even dream of it."

"I have never seen anyone care so much about someone during the process! The wedding planning plan has been changed dozens of times!"

But I wrote all our wedding plans myself and he never asked.

That plan was probably changed for Sally. I didn't speak and listened in silence to everything he had done for another woman.

While waiting for the elevator, Sally's charming voice came from behind. She held Charles's arm as if no one else was watching.

"Charles, thank you for the jewelry you gave me, but it's too exaggerated. I can hardly lift it up when I wear it around my neck!"

Charles scratched the tip of her nose lovingly and ruffled her long hair.

"You girl, didn't you say that the bigger the jewelry, the better? Wouldn't it make that guy Stanley feel a little bit in danger?"

For a moment, the surrounding air was almost stagnant.

The employees looked at me with mocking eyes.

Only then did Charles notice me, but he still didn't let go of Sally's hand, but his eyes became colder.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to come to the company? Your coming will affect the employees' work."

He glanced at the box in my arms and frowned.

"Why are you still holding a pile of garbage? Where is the security guard? Can't you see it? Help throw it away."

I followed his gaze and glanced down, only to realize that the branding on the packaging box I was reluctant to open had some paint peeling off.

It turned out that all the goods he gave me were fake. No wonder he didn't recognize it.

Before I could say anything, the security guard had already snatched the cardboard box from my hand and threw it neatly into the trash can.

Stanley hurriedly came in from the door and saw the scene in front of him. His face suddenly darkened.

"Charles, your wife is standing in front of you. Is it inappropriate for you to hold my fiancée in your arms?"

Sally immediately let go of her hand. A hurt look flashed in Charles's eyes.

"You still know that Sally is your fiancée? Then why are you sending messages to another woman in the middle of the night? It was you who repeatedly swore to me that you would take good care of her, so I entrusted Sally to you. But how did you do it? Now you still have the nerve to question me?"

After finishing speaking, Sally suddenly raised her eyes to look at me, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Jessica, I know you have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, but since you have already agreed to Charles's proposal, why are you still entangled with Stanley?"

I was stunned for a moment and then I remembered that I had sent him a wedding invitation.

Just as I was about to speak, Charles's reproachful gaze stung me.

"You don't believe me?"

He didn't respond to my words, but the disgust in his eyes became deeper and deeper. In an instant, all my unspoken grievances were swallowed back.

Stanley's words became the last straw for me. "I said, I don't like Jessica. I didn't like it before, I don't like it now and I won't like her in the future. You are the only one in my heart."

His public humiliation and unabashed scorn made me feel ashamed. Sally's eyes were clearly full of pride, but on the surface she still cried in grievance.

Only one sentence is left, "I don't believe your nonsense. You two are childhood sweethearts and I am just an outsider. No matter how hard I try, I can't get involved in your past! I am just a redundant burden!"

The people ran out. Stanley glanced at me with a warning look and then chased Sally out. Charles and I were the only ones left in the huge hall.

"Jessica, you did go too far this time. Knowing that Sally doesn't feel safe, why did you insist on sending that message to Stanley?"

"Let's break up."

"What??"

As if he couldn't believe his ears, he frowned and widened his eyes.

"I said, let's break up. The wedding is cancelled. I won't marry you and I won't pester Stanley again. You can rest assured."

A flash of surprise and relief flashed across his eyes. But he still looked sad.

"Jessica, what are you kidding about? The wedding is already halfway prepared. Don't you know how hurtful it is to make such a joke? I know your mom is seriously ill and you are anxious. Let's calm down each other during the period before the wedding."

After saying this, he got on the elevator without looking back. I also turned around and left the company.

The farewells that need to be said have been said and the rest has nothing to do with me.

After returning, I hurriedly rented a house for myself and prepared to move.

But suddenly I didn't expect Sally to come to the door. Her face was full of pride and she looked completely different from the way she looked in front of Charles and Stanley. Her long feet in high heels stepped directly on my suitcase.

"You are so difficult to deal with. You won't leave even if your mother dies? Are you really unable to live without a man?"

My movements paused, my fists immediately clenched and I was so angry that my whole body was shaking.

"How do you know?"

I didn't tell anyone about my mother's death. Thinking of the letter she received before she died, my eyes instantly turned cold.