I Chose Another Groom and Broke My Ex

After dating Asher Bennett for ten years, he finally proposes to me. He puts a blindfold on me, claiming that he wants to give me a surprise.

But the moment I step into the room, I feel a bucket of cold water being splashed onto me.

"When are you going to wake up from your fantasies, Claire Sutton? Why would I even marry you in the first place?"

With trembling hands, I take off the blindfold, only to see Asher sitting on the couch while drinking some alcohol languidly.

"See? I told you she'd come! Whoever's the loser of this bet, you'd better pay for the drinks!"

Upon noticing my silence, Asher says mockingly, "Hey, Claire! You're not getting any younger, you know! So, you might as well just marry some random dude at this point to avoid growing old all by your lonesome!"

The moment his words fall, his friends all laugh at me while looking at me in disdain.

But when I follow Asher's instructions and marry another man, why is it that he regrets letting me go?

Asher Bennett greeted the server with a laugh.

"Waiter, bring me one glass of every drink on this menu! And one of each appetizer too!"

After speaking, he pulled a hundred-dollar bill from his friend's pocket and handed it to the server as a tip. The moment I saw that, I knew I'd been made a fool of again.

Asher's friend complained loudly. "Holy shit, how can you be so stupid?

"Anyone could tell this was fake! As if you'd ever get this lucky!

"Seriously, Claire Sutton, can you stop being so full of yourself? Why would he ever marry you?"

As I listened to them mock me back and forth, I clenched my jaw so hard it hurt.

Asher downed a glass of whiskey, then said with mock sincerity, "Free drinks really do taste better. Thanks so much!

"But don't feel too bad. After all, I did promise you a surprise."

He fished a cheap bracelet out of the trash can and held it out to me. The woman beside him couldn't help but chime in.

"Asher, why are you giving her someone's garbage?"

As she spoke, she made a point of showing off the expensive designer bracelet on her own wrist. Her eyes were full of mockery. Asher stared at me and smirked.

"Claire doesn't care about material things like that. She loves anything I give her. Right, Claire?"

When I took the bracelet, his friend sneered. "Wow, talk about being desperate. She really took it."

In the past, I would have argued until I was hoarse. However, now, I simply took the bracelet and used it as a hair tie to pull my hair back.

"Thanks. I'm supposed to be making toasts today, and loose hair wouldn't look right."

Asher paused for a second, then burst out laughing.

"Wait, Claire, you actually took that seriously? Making toasts? Do you think I'd ever bring someone like you home