All Chapters of Walking Down the Aisle to a Different Groom: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

If it had been before, I would've begged Christopher and Anthony for forgiveness. My parents died trying to protect me, and my grandmother resented me so much that she refused to raise me. That was how I ended up in the care of the Scott family who were close family friends.As I lived under someone else's roof, I grew up painfully aware of my place. Back then, whenever there was a fight between us, I was always the first to lower my head and chase after them with apologies.They'd feel bad, pull me close, and promise to protect me—to spoil me like a princess, never letting me feel hurt again.During the 17 years of getting along with them, I ended up dating the steadier, more reliable Anthony. Christopher, on the other hand, blew up in anger. But even as we turned adults, he still treated me like his younger sister.But soon, everything changed. Teresa Smith, Anthony and Christopher's mother, went overseas for treatment, and I, like something old and no longer needed, was thro

At the same time, a security guard's hand clamped tightly over my mouth, his fingers squeezing my throat.I was thrown into the car, but my hands banged against the window, hoping Levi would notice me. But the roar of the engine drowned everything out, and my hope slipped away like sand.The car screeched to a halt in front of Scott Manor. Anthony kindly shielded the door for Erica while Christopher roughly yanked me out. Without hesitation, he grabbed the things I'd packed and hurled them at me. The three of them stood under umbrellas, looking down on me, drenched, defeated, and shivering in the rain.Christopher sneered. "So, you really planned to run away, huh? Packed your bags and everything? Let me show you what happens when you leave the Scott family—where else could you possibly go?"I quietly lowered my head as I gathered the ruined props.Anthony's voice cut through the cold air, "If you apologize to Erica right now, you can still be Mrs. Scott."I sifted through the

Anthony and Christopher could sense something was off with me, but they didn't know where to begin. So, they simply kept watch me until late at night.When I opened my suitcase, a few pages of my manuscript slipped out. Anthony bent down, picked one up, and his eyes lit up. "Scarlett, I knew you were looking forward to this! Let's plan another wedding after this one, yeah? We've got all the time in the world…"But he didn't know that there was no "after" for us anymore. The look in his eyes was so tender, as if he were deeply in love with me.Christopher pulled me into a tight hug, grinning. "The Scott family will always be your home."After they left, I showered three times. I scrubbed so hard my skin turned red.At dawn, I got into Levi's car and headed for the airport. Meanwhile, my phone wouldn't stop buzzing. Messages poured in from Anthony and Christopher as they were filled with panic and confusion."Where did you go? Answer your phone!""We can't find you at the hote

"Scarlett is my wife now. And a proper ex should act like they're dead." Levi's calm, deliberate voice only made Anthony and Christopher look more pathetic in contrast.Christopher's fingers curled tightly into his palms. "We've known each other since we were kids… "Scarlett, don't you remember that time in high school when it suddenly rained, and you came running just to bring me an umbrella?"His eyes lit up as he saw me pause, as if he regained a flicker of hope. "And your birthday presents—we always gave you your favorite props, didn't we? Remember when we promised to throw a party for just the three of us?"I came back to my senses and smiled faintly, glancing past him.He instinctively turned to follow my gaze and saw shelves lined with carefully arranged props and designs."You two stopped giving me gifts years ago. And those props have been obsolete for a long time."Even those so-called memories… they were the ones who threw them away.His hand dropped, and he couldn'