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When Dashiell, for the seventh time, feigned amnesia to break off our engagement and travel the world with his little childhood sweetheart,
I was exhausted, and weary.
In the video, he was passionately kissing his little childhood sweetheart on a cruise ship.
I picked up my phone and dialed the number that had been waiting, "Dad, I agree to the arranged marriage."
A billion-dollar dowry instantly hit my account.
On the day of my wedding, Dashiell happened to call, "Darling, I've regained my memory. Will you marry me?"
"This time, I absolutely won't leave you again."
I told him to look up, where I stood in a pristine white wedding gown, arm-in-arm with my new groom, smiling down at him.

Jilted Seven Times on the Wedding

Juniper, you just knew I'd come here today and deliberately gathered all these people to put on this show with you. You just wanted me to taste the flavor of heartache."


"But Juniper, don't you think you're taking this performance a bit too far?"


"These photos, these people, even the posters, hotel, and wedding dress - don't you feel it's all excessively lavish? You were never one for such ostentation."


Dashiell's eyes were bloodshot as he stared blatantly at Caelan's hand on my waist.


He looked as if he wanted to bite someone to death.


"I admit I made some mistakes before, so this time I prepared the wedding well in advance, just waiting for you to come."


Dashiell's expression changed again as he pointed at the hotel he had just come out of, looking at me with eager anticipation.


"Juniper, stop fooling around. My parents and relatives are all sitting in there waiting for you."


"Today is supposed to be our wedding day."


Chapter 8