Stolen Bride: Her Childhood Sweetheart Came to Die

Lillian Shaw's childhood sweetheart, Morgan Sullivan, has gotten bullied by others for five long years for her sake. Because of that, he's afflicted with depression.

Thanks to Morgan's depression, Lillian has abandoned me countless times just to be with him.

Every time, she'll just explain the same thing to me. "I'm just repaying Morgan for his act of kindness from before. Don't overthink it."

On the eve of our wedding, I've told Lillian to not invite Morgan to our wedding for fear that he might get affected.

Lillian agrees to comply. But on the day of the wedding that I've been looking forward to for five long years, I witness Morgan showing up in a fancy suit.

"Lily, didn't you say we'd be together forever?"

At the wedding banquet packed with guests, Morgan Sullivan wore a haute couture suit. Tears welled in his eyes as if he were the groom.

The venue erupted instantly. Gossip-hungry stares fell on the three of us. A chill crept over me as I turned to look at Lillian Shaw.

Last night, I discussed with Lillian not letting Morgan attend the wedding banquet. I was afraid his depression would flare up and ruin our ceremony. But I never expected him to get in anyway.

Lillian frowned slightly, a trace of melancholy flickering in her eyes.

"Morgan, childhood promises don't count."

Morgan gave a cold laugh. A single tear slid from his eye at just the right moment, making him look devastatingly handsome.

"Lily, I wish you happiness. From now on, I'll never stand in your way again."

The knife in Morgan's hand moved toward his wrist. Lillian rushed to grab his hand, her mind racing.

"You fool, what are you doing? Today's wedding is the surprise I prepared for you."

My face went pale. I stared at Lillian in disbelief.

"Gavin, she's telling the truth, isn't she?" Morgan asked, though he already knew the answer.

Lillian walked to my side and lowered her voice. "Gavin, Morgan has depression. Just let him have this. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

I couldn't help the bitter laugh that escaped me. It was always like this. Whenever Morgan and I clashed, Lillian would use his depression as an excuse to stand by his side without a second thought.

But I had waited five years for this wedding. Now that it was finally becoming a reality, I wasn't willing to let go.

I said coldly, "Tonight is my wedding with Lily. Please leave."

Morgan looked at Lillian through his tears. "I knew it.

"Lily, have you forgotten? Back then, I was bullied for five whole years because of you. That's how I got depression. You said we'd be together forever.

"If I'd known you'd marry someone else, I might as well have died." The knife in Morgan's hand inched closer to his wrist.

"No, Morgan!"

Tears filled Lillian's eyes, and guilt thickened her voice. She pulled Morgan into her embrace, her face twisted with anguish.

"We'll never