He's Not Worth It

A week before the wedding, my fiancé, Luke Graham, announced that he needed to marry his first love, Mandy Lynch, before marrying me.

“It’s because her mother passed away,” he explained, “and her dying wish was to see Mandy married to a good man. I’m just fulfilling an elder’s final request. Don’t overthink it.”

But the company had already planned to launch the “True Love” jewelry line on the day of our grand wedding.

Impatiently, he dismissed my concerns: “It’s just a few million. Does that compare to Mandy’s love for her mother? If you’re so eager to make those millions, go find someone else to marry.”

Hearing his cold and heartless words, I understood everything. Without another word, I turned and dialled my family.

“Brother, help me find a new groom.”

My brother asked in disbelief, "You're calling off the engagement?"

I smiled bitterly and replied, "No, he's marrying someone else."

I fought tooth and nail to win my parents' approval to be with Luke Graham, even scheduling the launch of the 'True Love' jewelry line on the wedding day.

However, it was all for nothing.

My brother froze for a long time before saying, "Then, it has to be Ethan Shaw. His family has been urging him to get married, and he's been looking for a partner."

I frowned.

Ethan was my nemesis. On my engagement day, he cursed that my marriage dreams would shatter.

His words came true.

With time pressing on, I could only respond, "Fine, ask him about it. If he's not interested, I'll figure something else out."

My brother blurted out, "There's no need to ask. He'll definitely agree."

"What?"

Before I could question him further, a group of people surrounded me.

"You must be Luke's fiancee. You're so beautiful!"

"You're waiting for Luke to get off work, right? He'll be down soon. You two are such a perfect couple!"

Gripping the steering wheel, I lowered my eyes to hide the self-mockery in them.

Years ago, Luke introduced me to his colleagues and friends. Everyone considered us the epitome of a loving couple, but no one could have guessed he was about to marry someone else.

After saying goodbye to the group, Luke got into the car and handed me a necklace.

"This is from Mandy. She asked me to give it to you. You embarrassed her at the funeral yesterday, so find some time to apologize to her."

The necklace was obviously a freebie that came with a larger purchase. I saw it in Luke's shopping cart a few days ago.

"I don't want it," I replied bluntly.

Luke frowned. "What's with the attitude? You barged into the funeral and told everyone I wasn't her fiance, making her look bad. She's been generous enough not to hold a grudge and even sent you a gift. Can't you be a little grateful?"

The man who once protected me no longer existed. Someone else held his heart by then.

Frustrated, Luke rolled down the window,