On the day of my ex–fiancé’s escape, I married the prince
At my meticulously planned wedding, my stoic
childhood sweetheart and fiancé, Jason,
eloped with my bridesmaid, Sarah, who was
ironically wearing a wedding dress.
His younger brother, Alex, abruptly boarded
the wedding car.
Ignoring my panic, he dragged me to the
courthouse, insisting we get married.
The backdrop suddenly collapsed, revealing a
room full of guests laughing at me.
The two childhood sweethearts who had
sworn to cherish me forever tore up the fake
marriage certificate and threw the pieces at
marriage certificate and threw the pieces at me, all for a laugh from Sarah.
The three of them clinked glasses on stage, oblivious to my humiliation.
“Your wedding plan was so outdated. You’re
lucky Sarah turned it into a bachelorette
party!”
“The real wedding is on Sunday! Isn’t Sarah’s
idea a great surprise?”
They were so sure I couldn’t live without
them.
But I calmly picked up my phone.
“My wedding with Mr. Carter is scheduled for
this Sunday.”
this Sunday.”
Excited messages flooded in: “Wedding
planning starts now!”
Sarah pouted and leaned on Jason: “I’m not really into marriage, I just wanted to
experience the feeling, and the Jason
brothers immediately arranged it!”
I didn’t reply. Jason snatched my phone and
threw it across the room.
“Are you deaf? Where are your manners?
Sarah is innocent, do you have to be so petty
that you don’t even reply?”
Jason, my fiancé, stepped in front of me,
shielding Sarah.
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He glanced at my phone. “…what schedule?
Are you going on a business trip?”
I quickly turned off the screen and picked up
my phone. “A company project.”
The three of them looked so perfect together,
making my wedding dress, covered in fake
certificate scraps, look ridiculous.
The guests whispered amongst themselves.
“Look at her, she still thinks she’s the bride.
This is a party the Jason brothers threw for
Sarah!”
“The minute Jason runs off, she tries to marry
his brother. Alex really has her wrapped
around his finger…‘
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The guests, all wealthy acquaintances, only
had malicious mockery for me.
And the two childhood sweethearts who
promised to protect me forever only had eyes
for Sarah.
I looked around, the romantic decorations I had painstakingly designed were ruined.
The white balloons and roses were spray- painted with bright red paint — “Happy Single
Life!”
This whole charade, with me as the punchline, was orchestrated by them, to showcase their favoritism towards Sarah.
I picked off a piece of the certificate, my
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hand trembling uncontrollably.
Sarah paused, her eyes instantly reddening.
“Emily, it’s my fault. I suggested they surprise
you with a bachelorette party. I’m sorry…”
Jason patted her head and coldly
reprimanded me.
“Stop playing the victim. You’re a wedding
planner, haven’t you seen it all?”
Alex exploded, grabbing my wrist and shoving
me towards Sarah.
“Emily! Sarah is just a naive young girl, how can you bully her like this? She’s the only one who falls for your fake pity! Apologize now!”
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Wincing, I steadied myself and simply
removed the ring I had designed.
Jason’s expression changed, he instinctively
covered his hand.
The handmade wedding ring I had
painstakingly designed over three months had been replaced with one identical to Sarah’s.
I replied quickly.
“You’re right. Enjoy the bachelorette party.”
They looked at me in surprise.
This was the first time I had ever given in to
them regarding Sarah.
with them
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Before, I would always argue with them.
because of her.
When Sarah threw away my stomach
medicine, they intercepted all the
ambulances.
Before leaving, they just looked at me coldly.
“Can you stop throwing tantrums and faking
illness? You always target Sarah whenever
she’s around!”
Now, I wouldn’t make a fuss anymore.
“Let’s break up.”
I decisively tossed the ring. Jason froze, his
face hardening.
I smiled. “Happy single life, right?”
Alex was the first to lose his composure.
“Are you crazy? Even if you don’t accept
Sarah’s surprise, you can’t just break up! If
you don’t marry one of us, who else would
want you?!”
My heart, which I thought wouldn’t ache
anymore, chilled further.
I smiled, calmly throwing the shredded fake
marriage certificate at Alex.
He grabbed my wrist in disbelief and roared.
“How dare you-?!”
The pain was sharp, reminding me of when
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I ne pain was snarp, reminding me or when
they used to nervously apply medicine to my
injuries, protectively shielding me.
Now, I was no longer someone they wanted to
protect.
I responded indifferently, “This is Miss Sarah’s
idea. You should experience it.”
Alex was speechless, his face alternating between red and white, as he disgustedly
threw the scraps at me.
“Have you had enough? Emily!”
Jason frowned and walked towards me. “Our
wedding is next week. If you embarrass me
like this again, I’ll cancel it!”
