Not Marrying the One I Love

My girlfriend, Celia Winters, had her first love save her life before, so she promised to do three things for him.

The first time, he called her away to ride the Ferris wheel with him when I was supposed to propose to my girlfriend.

The second time, he asked her to accompany him to see the northern lights while I was ill and hospitalized.

I had a crush on my girlfriend for eight years, so I endured all of this. It was not until our wedding that my girlfriend publicly admitted that she had not married the one she loved the most.

She comforted me, "Zane, I'll have nothing to do with Shane anymore after this. Could you please forgive me again?"

However, I did not want to endure it any longer.

Since she had not married the right person, I would let her marry him!

When the emcee stood on stage and asked whether she would marry me, a faint sense of nervousness crept into my heart, and I could not stop myself from looking toward Celia Winters' first love, Shane Quinn, who was sitting in the audience.

The confident smile on his face added a hint of gloom to my heart.

It was not until Celia said "I do" that I finally let out a sigh of relief.

However, she soon said, "I have a song that I want to dedicate to my groom."

Although this song was for me, her gaze was affectionately fixed on Shane in the audience.

I felt bitter.

The emcee handed the stage over to Celia.

When the music started, it felt as if I had fallen into an endless pit of despair.

I recognized this song.

Shane had written the lyrics and composed the music himself. The song was called "Not Marrying the One I Love".

She sang the song for eight minutes, and it made me think of the eight years I had spent with her.

I had had a crush on Celia since college. It had been a full eight years from college to starting work. During that time, she was constantly entangled with her first love, and I tolerated it. She was forced to marry me for her family's company, and I tolerated that as well.

Now, looking at my furious parents in the distance and at Celia and Shane gazing at each other with deep affection, I suddenly wanted to put a stop to it all.

Perhaps sensing that something was off with me, Celia put down the microphone and slowly approached me. "Zane Lindell, forgive me. Shane said that it's the last time. I won't be in contact with him anymore."

She spoke as if they really would not be in contact anymore if I forgave her now.

I knew Shane knew he could not marry Celia, so he wanted to humiliate me this way. At the very least, this wedding would be a nightmare for me for years to come.

Looking at Celia feigning affection, I