I Married the Richest Man After Being Dumped
I brought my son, who was around a year old, to visit my parents’ graves, only to run into my childhood friend’s mother.
She asked me whether I had returned because I was no longer angry.
“Yelena, you’re finally back! You must’ve returned to marry Niel.
“I’ll make sure your wedding goes smoothly this time. I won’t allow any random person to ruin it!”
Niel Stalner was my childhood friend and ex-fiance. During my engagement party, Cloud Stalner, his foster sister, had barged in while wearing the same gown as I did.
She also said that she would kill herself if Niel refused to leave with her.
The guests burst into a ruckus, and in the end, I was left alone in the venue.
Everyone criticized me, and Niel’s family abandoned me. Eventually, I left the country like a dog with its tail tucked between its legs.
I smiled at Neil’s mother, Iris, and pushed the baby stroller forward.
“Iris, are you seriously telling me that Niel hasn’t married Cloud yet? Anyway, Michael, say hello.”