You Left Me for Your Secretary, so Why Are You Begging at My Wedding?

After eight years of love, Liz Smith went from being the woman Zac Lincoln once saw as the love he could never forget, to someone he couldn’t wait to get rid of.

She had spent three years trying to hold on, giving everything she had. But once her last bit of affection ran dry, she finally gave up and walked away.

On the day they broke up, Zac sneered coldly and said, “Liz, I’ll be waiting for you to come crawling back, begging me to take you back.”

But what came instead wasn’t a plea—it was news that she was getting married.

Furious, he called her. “Are you done with your little game?”

A deep male voice answered from the other end. “Mr. Lincoln, my fiancée is in the shower. She can’t come to the phone right now.”

Zac let out a bitter laugh and hung up. He convinced himself it was just another one of Liz’s tricks—playing hard to get.

It wasn’t until her wedding day, when he saw her in a white gown, holding a bouquet, walking down the aisle toward another man, that reality finally hit him.

Liz had truly let him go.

Like a madman, he pushed through the crowd and rushed to her. “Liz, I know I was wrong. Please don’t marry someone else. Please.”

Liz lifted her dress and walked right past him. “Didn’t you say you and Xena were perfect for each other? Why are you kneeling at my wedding now, Mr. Lincoln?”

“Miss Smith, are you sure you want to cancel your wedding venue reservation?”

Liz Smith’s fingertips tightened slightly around her phone. Her voice was calm and unreadable. “Yes, I’m sure.”

“All right, understood. I’ll go ahead and process the cancellation.”

“Thank you.”

After hanging up, Liz took off the engagement ring on her left hand and set it gently on the table. Then she stood up, grabbed her suitcase, and walked out.

*

Half a month earlier, it was early evening when Liz walked out of the courthouse after finishing a case. The first thing she did was check her phone.

She opened her messaging app. At the top, the pinned conversation was filled with dozens of messages she had sent but none of them were answered.

Ever since she and Zac Lincoln had argued over the wedding invitation design last month, he had flown overseas for a business trip the very next day. No matter how many messages she sent or how many times she tried to make peace, he completely ignored her for the entire month.

In this relationship, Liz had already lowered herself as much as she possibly could, but no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn’t win Zac back.

Her best friend, Jane Stone, had finally had enough. She mocked Liz for handling countless divorce cases every year and dealing with every kind of scumbag, yet still falling head over heels for Zac and refusing to see him for who he really was.

But