My Fiance Teased Me, And I Married Someone Else

I never thought getting married would be this much trouble.

After spending the whole day running around in a wedding dress, I was exhausted.

When I got home, the lights were on.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard Matthew Young’s annoyed voice.

“Wrenna, why are you just getting home? Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you?

“I called you, but you didn’t pick up. All I did was joke around a little, and you’re seriously giving me the silent treatment?”

I frowned and then remembered that Matthew had a key to the condominium.

I had insisted on giving it to him when I first got it.

I had bought the condominium during our first year together.

At that time, I thought we would be getting married not long after, so I forced him to take the key.

I told him this would be our home, and as one of the owners, he needed a key.

I vaguely remembered that back then, Matthew just smiled with disdain and did not say anything, but he still took the key.

Seven years later, looking back, I realized I thought too highly of myself.

“Wrenna, you have such a horrible attitude! You think you can just ignore me?!”

Matthew’s yelling pulled me out of my thoughts.

I snapped back to reality and said indifferently, “I was taking photos today, and my phone died. I didn’t have time to charge it with everything going on.”

He snorted and said mockingly, “Even if you’re lying, at least make it sound believable. You were taking photos in a wedding dress? Why not just say you were doing wedding photos?”

I looked at Matthew in surprise. He was right.

I had indeed gone to take wedding photos.

“You already know, so why are you asking me?”

Matthew suddenly started laughing. He laughed so hard that tears formed in his eyes.

“Okay, wedding photos, huh? Wrenna, are you really that eager to get married? But honestly, who else would take wedding photos with you besides me?”

He stood up and walked over to me.

“There’s no need to lie to protect your pride. I’ve told you many times I’ll marry you. Stop bringing it up!”

I bit my lip hard.

Each of Matthew’s words felt like a stab to my heart.

From the first year of our relationship, he had been making empty promises.

But seven years later, he still did not marry me.

I looked at him coldly.

“Do you really think I can’t find anyone else to marry besides you?”

Matthew shrugged dismissively, sat back down in his chair, and looked at me with contempt.

“Go ahead. I’m curious who else would want you.”

I stood there in silence as my body went stiff.

Even though I did not want to admit it, the truth was clear—my seven years had been wasted.

Just then, Matthew’s phone rang.

A cold, robotic voice came through the speaker.

“Hello, Ms. Wilson, on behalf of everyone at the wedding dress company, we want to wish you a happy birthday. Hope you have a great day—”

Before the call could finish, Matthew hung up.

Then I remembered that the wedding dress I was wearing was a custom order, and I had used Matthew’s phone number for the order.

Soon, his attitude softened. He laughed and apologized.

“Sorry, Wrenna. I’m such an idiot. I can’t believe I forgot something so important.

“You went to take birthday photos, right? Don’t worry. Whatever it costs, I’ll pay for it.”

He thought I would be touched by his generosity.

But all I felt was disgust.