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My wedding was approaching, yet my partner of eight years remained unaware.
Recently, he'd been preoccupied with his new female assistant. They had an instant rapport and conversed constantly. For her birthday celebration, he even commissioned an elaborate ten-tier cake. During the festivities, they playfully smeared frosting everywhere, oblivious to my severe allergy.
After being rushed for medical treatment, I regained consciousness and consented to the matrimonial arrangement my family had suggested.

Ditched After Eight Years, I Accepted the Arranged Marriage

The wedding ceremony was about to commence when Aunt Mina arrived in a flurry, embracing me tightly and pressing an ornate envelope into my hands. She explained, "I had such trouble getting here; the taxi took so many detours due to some issues."


I dismissed it as the driver's attempt to avoid congestion and helped her find a seat to rest. As I took my position on the stage, an inexplicable sense of discomfort began to grow within me.


Just as we reached the exchange of rings, a man's angry voice suddenly erupted from outside. "Halt the ceremony! I object!"


Lucas then burst into view, much to everyone's shock. My parents' expressions immediately soured, and they quickly ordered security to remove him. Uncharacteristically, Lucas, typically composed, fought against the guards with unusual determination, forcing his way towards the stage.


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