So, I Married Someone Else

I cooked an entire dinner spread to celebrate the day I was supposed to marry my girlfriend.

Then, I called her to ask when she would be home.

However, I heard her jeering about me with her friends the moment the call connected.

"Lydia, Owen is way too easy to fool. That fake marriage certificate didn't even have an official seal, and he still bought it, believing he was your husband. We wouldn't have had to pretend to work at the City Hall if you and Trevor hadn't already gotten the real one."

Lydia let out a careless, mocking chuckle. "Husband? Please. He's just a desperate fool who follows me around like a lovesick puppy. The only he's good for is being my free live-in maid. Trevor and I grew up together. He's the one who's always mattered most to me."

My fingers tightened around the fake certificate as tears blurred my vision.

I had loved her with everything I had for five whole years.

Yet, my devotion meant nothing to her. I had never even been considered as a candidate as her future husband.

I had only been free help.

The woman I had wanted to spend my life with had never loved me at all.

Fine.

I called my childhood friend instead. "Are you free? Let's go get married."

The Marriage Certificate Was Fake

I only realized how terribly crafted Lydia's lies were after I held the real marriage certificate in my hands.

The fake one she had given me did not even have an official seal.

"Move out of that godawful house as soon as you can. I have something to deal with, so give me a few days before you actually leave."

My best friend tucked the certificate into her coat and added flatly, "It's about to rain. I arranged a car for you."

Then, she turned and got into the car without a backward glance.

I pinched the marriage certificate in my hand again before sitting down in the back seat.

It started raining cats and dogs the second I got in.

Right then, Lydia called me. "Where are you? Why aren't you home yet?"

If I hadn't found out about her lies, I would have softened my voice and tried to coax her. I would have told her to wait for me.

However, I now knew that the love she had shown me was false and that our marriage was nothing but a sham. After all those big reveals, I felt as if something inside me had withered away.

When I took too long to answer, her tone grew irritated. "I don't care where you are. Hurry up and come back. We haven't eaten yet."

She hung up before I could say anything.

I sneered, put my phone away, and returned to the place I had lived in for five years.

Sure enough, my guess was right.

I knew Trevor was there the minute Lydia mentioned the word "we" on the phone.

He was