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Three days before our wedding, my fiancée went to a church to pray for our future. On her way down the steps, she accidentally missed a step and hit her head.
I rushed to the hospital in a panic, but she claimed she didn't know me.
The doctor told me it might be temporary amnesia, but when I went back, I accidentally overheard her conversation with a friend.
"Vivienne, you're so clever. Now the wedding will definitely be postponed."
"I feel bad about deceiving him, but I just had an abortion and need time to recover. We can't have a wedding with only the groom there."
"I love Archer, and I promised to give him a perfect wedding."
Vivienne was all smiles in the hospital room, but I stood frozen outside the door.
She had an abortion?
But I had never even touched her!

My Fiancée Preagent, But the Baby Not Mine

"Does anyone have any other way to contact Archer?"


Vivienne asked desperately, pulling people aside one by one, but everyone just shook their heads.


Back then, Vivienne didn't want me mingling with her social circle, so I always kept my distance. Now she seems to have forgotten all about that.


At this point, it's clear to everyone that the groom has run away.


But Vivienne refuses to believe it. After all, just yesterday I told her on the phone that I had bought the ring and was looking forward to putting it on her finger myself.


"That's impossible. Archer must be waiting for me at the wedding venue!"


Vivienne couldn't care less about anything else now. She picked up her wedding dress skirt and ran outside.


[Hey, can't you wish for something good to happen...]


Chapter 7