Wedding's Off: My Fiancée Had a Secret Boy Toy

I was raised in another country since I was a kid. Mom is worried that I might find her a wife who's of foreign descent, so she quickly finds me a beautiful and talented fiancee based in Bellevue and tells me to return to the country just to proceed with the engagement.

So, I head over to a fancy boutique to pick out my suit for the engagement banquet. That's when I notice a black suit with dark patterns woven into the material, which I quite like.

But when I'm about to try on that suit, the man next to me glances at it before telling the sales assistant, "This suit is pretty stylish. I'd like to try it on."

The sales assistant rips the suit from my hands immediately.

I retort angrily, "Hey! Ever heard of 'first come, first served'? I have my eyes on this suit first! You're being unreasonable right now!"

But the man just looks at me in disdain. "This suit is worth 188 thousand dollars! You really think a broke guy like you can afford this?

"I'll have you know that I'm very close to Yvonne Gardner, the CEO of Gardner Group. She dotes on me as if I were her brother. The Gardners are the ones ruling over Bellevue, you know!"

What a coincidence! Isn't this Yvonne woman my fiancee?

I call her on the spot. "Hey, your so-called brother has stolen the suit I plan on wearing to our engagement banquet. How do you think we should resolve this situation, hmm?"

I thought that the whole "someone like a brother" thing sounded rather inappropriate and gave off a rather questionable impression. I was certainly not going to proceed with the engagement banquet if Yvonne Gardner couldn't provide me with a reasonable explanation.

I didn't expect Yvonne to question me coldly instead. "Who the hell are you? What right does an outsider like you have to speak about the relationship between Samuel and me?"

I was just about to tell her that I was her fiance, but Yvonne hung up on me. I was furious that Yvonne hadn't even saved my contact information.

Samuel Hill, who was standing at the side, was already laughing his head off. "You really are a good actor! Do you think obtaining Yvonne's number means you can associate yourself with her? You're utterly delusional!"

He shot me a disdainful look and continued, "You ought to know that even the janitors at Gardner Group wear things that are worth more than what you have on."

I had always favored comfort and simplicity in my attire, placing little importance on its monetary value. I never thought that someday people would use that as a reason to put me down.

"How ridiculous of you to still be judging people based on their looks in this day and age. Yvonne must have been blind to treat you like her so-called brother."

After Samuel's interference, I no longer felt like trying on clothes. I