My Ex-fiancé Went Crazy When I Got Married Mga Nobela at Kwento

"He has lost his mind." "He lost his mind a long time ago. He just finally caught up with it." She walks toward me and I open my arms and she steps into them, her head resting against my chest, her hands flat against my back. I hold her close and I breathe in the smell of her, lavender and something softer, something that is just Celestine. "I married a crazy person the first time," she says. I kiss the top of her head. "This time you married the right crazy person. The one who is very possessive of you and does not like it when other men look at you and definitely does not like it when your ex husband shows up at our house talking about plastic surgery."

"How about we go on a vacation? There are too many things you've missed out on. Maybe even our marriage that happened too soon must have shocked you." Of course, it surprised me. How quickly the marriage happened was indeed a miracle. But everything went smoothly. It was no longer a problem, but maybe it was. I was tired of so many things happening. Especially what Alex did. I knew he was the wrong person, but I didn't think he was that bad. That day, I saw Alex go completely crazy. He wasn't his usual cold and indifferent self. "It's okay." I thought it was a good thing to do. "Where are we going?"

I pulled my mouth from his and confronted him about that day my life was blown apart. “You thought you got rid of me?” I snap, unable to control the overwhelming rage flooding my veins. How dare he look okay after he blew my world to smithereens? How dare he look at me like when I married him after he stood at the altar with someone else? I didn’t expect him to be an emotional mess like I was every fucking night, but I’d at least hoped he’d be rattled a little. Brought down a peg or two. Something. Anything.

“Take care, Anna.” I waved at them both before leaving the café and heading home. The chilly air outside helped clear my thoughts, but by the time I reached my apartment and flopped onto my bed, the weight of the day settled in. As I stared at the ceiling, my mind wandered back to what Ciara had said. Alaric’s ex-fiancée. The idea of him being with someone, let alone almost married, felt strangely foreign. He was always so composed, so focused—what could have happened to end something as serious as an engagement?

The name felt heavier now. The door opened twenty minutes later. Diana stepped in, shaking rain from her coat. Her face told everything before she spoke. “You survived it,” I said, voice low. “Tell me the rest in person. No more texts.” She hugged me tight, wet coat and all. “It was exactly as messy as we expected. But you laughed earlier. That counts. Hold onto that sound.” I held on, breathing in the familiar scent of her perfume. The wedding had happened. My sister married my ex while the world watched and commented. The empty seat stayed empty. And somewhere in the back a stranger had watched that emptiness instead of the couple.

My eyes are burning with anger, my hands are shaking. "Natalie, please don't think badly of me. I'm not doing anything wrong. My ex came because she knew I was getting married. Our old times together were done for a long time, and I've been drinking because I'm happy that I finally found the woman of my life and won't cheat on me as my ex did." The grip on my hand tightened. He hauled me on my waist and hugged me tightly.

He was uncertain about its interpretation. “I can confirm the person who told you was an idiot. Did you know this was their second wedding and their third? They had a private ceremony, followed by a filmed second one for a show. But they were married before. I tell you Everett Stone is damn lucky she took him back. Despite Jake’s rugged looks, I couldn’t do what she did. I would be devastated if he walked away again without giving him a second chance.” “Well, I’m not Everett Stone and I know when I have something good. Excuse us, we must leave now. A surprise awaits my wife, but time is running out here.”

He even had the guts to prove it to me and make my life a living hell and two days later he got married to my best friend . I had never seen a couple more cruel and wicked than my ex and my best friend , they had destroyed me in the most inhuman way that I could ever think of and never did I think that something as cruel as this was ever going to be my portion , I thought that they loved me . Immediately after their marriage , the both of them went on their honeymoon. I knew that it was of no use thinking about them again , but I couldn’t help it. These few weeks my parents had been doing everything in their power to make sure that I am comfortable and I knew it , the thought of the crazy th

she trailed off “No need to act like it’s something that big and all, it just kind of happened” “This is fate! I mean you guys were engaged before and broke up then you got married years after that” Ella recount “Why are you getting excited about this? I don’t know my relationship is so interesting” “I am sorry but this is really amazing, you got married to a fiance you rejected” she chuckled which made Laura more pissed but rather at herself. “Stop it okay, I am not going to let you laugh about this”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Atkinson. I really didn't know Tammy was your wife. Tammy, please, I beg you to ask Mr. Atkinson to spare me. I'm the reason you two even met!" I smiled coldly and replied, "If I hadn't entered the wrong room that night, you might've actually succeeded. Chelsea, do you have any idea how many precious moments in my life I missed because of the 100 tests you set up for me? "I didn't even get to see my grandmother one last time because you had Colin confiscate my phone. But you know what? I accept it. I was a fool who loved the wrong person. However, I stopped loving you a long time ago, Colin.