On the night before my wedding, my boyfriend's "pure love" showed up at my door.
She threw a pregnancy test result in my face, haughtily declaring, "I'm already carrying Ethan's child. You'd better not show up at tomorrow's wedding!"
"The bride at that wedding can only be me. You can't compete with me."
"I'm the best choice to be Ethan's wife, understand?"
Only after seeing me nod in humiliation did she leave with an arrogant smile.
I picked up the pregnancy test result from the floor and placed it on the nearby coffee table.
At this point, there were already five pregnancy test results from different women on that table.
They had all come to flaunt and threaten me on the eve of my wedding, warning me not to attend tomorrow's ceremony.
Looking at these pregnancy test results, I smiled.
Ethan, for that grand wedding you've prepared tomorrow, who will the bride actually be?
I'm really looking forward to finding out!