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David's POVMy fiancee, Vivian Carroll, didn't seem the least bit surprised.She removed her wedding veil in front of all the other wedding guests, took the black mourning garb that her best friend, Aaron Turner, handed her, and put it on over the wedding dress I'd had custom-made for her."Uncle Eric passed away too suddenly last night, and the Turners weren't able to find a place to hold the funeral at such short notice," Vivian explained to me. "Since this hall's already been paid for anyway, it would be better if we used it to give Uncle Eric a proper send-off instead of letting it go to waste."She and Aaron grew up together, and she often referred to Aaron's father as "Uncle Eric" even though they weren't related by blood.With that, she told me to send all of the wedding guests from my side of the family back home so that the Turners could mourn in peace. But when she saw that I wasn't moving, she began to get impatient.My expression was dark as I stopped the hotel manage

David's POVI didn't bother looking back. Vivian would never know that another woman was putting on her own wedding dress and preparing to marry me.After getting back to the other hall, I called my jeweler and said, "Bring a new pair of rings to the banquet hall next door. I only want today's date to be engraved inside."As soon as I ended that call, I got another one from my property manager, Kevin Dossier. He told me that dozens of the Turner family members had shown up at my villa. Apparently, Vivian told them the passcode. She even had our housekeeper remove all the festive decor and drape everything in black for the Turner family to proceed with their week-long vigil.That villa was supposed to be our marital home and was a wedding gift from my parents. They had paid for the house, and it was still registered under their names. I'd never told Vivian about it because I wanted her to treat it as her own home.I called my real estate agent and told him to put the villa up f

David's POVThe boarding announcement sounded through the airport. I took my phone out and proceeded to block and delete Vivian's number and social media accounts in one swift motion.Carla got up and naturally extended her hand to me.Several reporters from the business and financial news were waiting outside the VIP passage in the airport. They immediately caught sight of our wedding rings and quickly raised their cameras."Mr. Hartman! What is the nature of your relationship with Ms. Emerson?"I didn't shy away from the cameras. Instead, I intertwined my fingers with Carla's and held her hand tightly in mine."She's not Ms. Emerson. She's Mrs. Hartman."…Third-Person POVOver the next few days, David didn't contact Vivian at all.She didn't think much of it at first. After all, she still thought that he was only throwing a tantrum because she let someone else use their banquet hall on the day of their wedding.Over the past seven years, David had always been the first to

Third-Person POVVivian rushed into the Hartman manor with the diamond bracelet in her hand.Amanda was in the middle of asking her stylist to help her select a gown for the banquet. She barely glanced at Vivian when the latter barged in."Amanda! Just how long does David intend to keep this up? How could he go and register his marriage with Carla just to force me to come back to him?" she demanded."You know that marriage is not a game! Why are you even indulging his recklessness?"Amanda set down her teacup and said, "You were the one who kicked us out of the banquet hall at your wedding, Vivian. You were also the one who burned the wedding dress David spent eight months working on for the sake of the Turners. And now, you're telling me that marriage is not a game?"Vivian's face turned ashen."But Uncle Eric passed away the day before. And the dead deserve respect. David should have been more understanding and accommodating if he loved me in the first place! I would have made

Third-Person POVAs Ryan finished speaking, Vivian felt her ears begin to ring. She glanced back at the tightly closed doors of the banquet hall.Just minutes ago, she had been certain that David would step in to resolve all of her issues just like before as long as she was willing to humble herself to him. But this time, he remained indifferent to her distress.It was late at night by the time Vivian made it back to the company building. However, the conference room was still packed with people.Several business partners slammed payment demands onto the table and said, "Ms. Carroll, we've already granted you a two-week grace period. If the funds aren't transferred to our accounts by tomorrow morning, we will have no choice but to terminate our partnership."Ryan hurriedly slid the company account statements over to Vivian."The employees' salaries haven't been paid out, and our partners for several projects are demanding payment. The bank also just issued a notice to us. If we f