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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

"Waiting for you to run away from another wedding, only to come back again?"


"Dashiell, my time is valuable too. I don't have the luxury to wait for you anymore."


After a long silence, Dashiell spoke in a low voice, "It won't happen again. There won't be a next time. Juniper, please give me one last chance, will you?"


"I'm already married. We've gotten our marriage license. We're legally husband and wife."


"Dashiell, don't tell me you want to be the other woman, breaking up someone else's family?"


I looked at Dashiell with amusement, "I didn't know you had a thing for married women."


Dashiell stared at me in shock. I thought he'd at least have the decency to stop pestering me, but when he opened his mouth, he completely disgusted me again.


Chapter 10