Betrayed 99 Times By My Girlfriend, I Married Another

For three years, I was Susan's devoted lapdog. She toyed with me 98 times.

Until the eve of our wedding, when she threw a tantrum and tossed away the engagement ring.

"If you find it, I'll marry you," she said.

After spending a night searching for the ring in an alligator-infested pond, I was about to go comfort Susan when I accidentally overheard her conversation with a friend.

"Miss Shaw, how many times have you messed with Frost now?"

"How long has George been gone? Can't you let him go?"

Susan replied coldly, "He's the one who got George killed. He deserves everything coming to him!"

My knuckles turned white as I gripped the wedding ring, my blood freezing in an instant.

So my undying love was just a tool for Susan's revenge.

At that moment, I threw away the ring and dialed a number. "I'll agree to the arranged marriage. Let's have the wedding in three days."