Betrayed at the Altar, A Vengeful I Do

On the wedding day, the man I loved for sixteen years stole my wedding dress and eloped with his assistant.

His brother lied to me that he was waiting for me at the marriage registry.

When I returned to the wedding scene, there was only a mess.

The wedding ceremony of my fiancé and his assistant was over.

The red fake marriage certificate in my hand was extremely dazzling amid the laughter around me.

It turned out that I was a clown.

I turned around and picked up my phone and dialed the marriage proposal number that I had rejected countless times:

"Mr. Harrison, I am willing to accept your proposal."