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They were tied up with work and couldn't accompany me, so I thought I'd take care of the arrangements myself—after all, weddings are no small feat. But things took a turn for the bizarre as soon as I arrived at the wedding planning company. I'd just finished discussing the basic concept with the lead designer when she glanced at a photo of my fiancé on my phone. Her expression soured immediately, like she'd bitten into a green persimmon. "Miss Schindler, this… this is Mr. Bassett?" she stammered. "Yes, of course. He's my fiancé," I replied, puzzled. Her face crumpled further. "But… Mr. Bassett got married three months ago. Our company organized the wedding."

Shrugging it off, for now, he took a step and snaked his hand around her waist, pulling her closer. "Let me introduce you to future Mrs. Etheridge." At Damien's voice, the entire place got silent for a moment and then questions got bombarded at him. Eden looked up to see him staring at her already. He added, "She is Eden McBride, my fiancee, and my future wife." His voice was solemn and it only got Eden dumbfounded. None of them had a ring on to go with his words but the question remained unasked with the journalist's gaping mouth hearing him. Damien had never said about a girl being his girlfriend let alone his fiancee in front of the media. It was for the fi

Holden frowned and desperately tried to explain, "It's just a fake marriage to help her out of trouble, Serena. I swear I see her as a sister. I'll never lay my hands on her. We've agreed that six months from now, we'll get a divorce, and she'll leave for abroad. But for now, you'll just have to bear with it and keep things quiet between us. "Don't worry—I promise that I'll marry you. Just don't make things tough for her and treat her kindly." I could understand his devotion to Eve, but how could he have the nerve to demand I step down from being his fiancee to being his mistress and unconditionally wait for him for half a year? Even if I agreed, my parents would never stand by and watch me

Eric I told Alissa that my fiance has arrived. Although, she didn't even know that I have a fiance. She looked blank for few moments but then just smiled and congratulated me. Yeah, she probably must be thinking about who would like to marry this arrogant jerk. But I knew that she was wondering something else.

“So, you're going to pretend you didn't just burn my girlfriend’s store to ashes?” Only one part of my question catches her full attention. “Girlfriend?” Her pupils widen. “Is there an echo?” I look around dramatically. “Gavin, what are you saying? I'm your fiancee, we were just on break because you were trying to figure things out, right? She's not your girlfriend. You're trying to get to my head because you're mad, right, my love?” She inches closer to touch my face but I move a step back to avoid her touch.

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”

Dean never could stand quiet; he had to fill it, to explain himself, to twist the narrative until he came out the victim. “Are you two always this… showy?” I frowned. “I beg your pardon?” “I just meant—you both seemed quite… passionate back there. Your fiancé is very… intense.” I laughed, leaning back against the seat. “Lucky me.” I drawled. “I was compensated with an affectionate fiancé for having a boyfriend that broke up with me on my birthday through text—only for him to marry my sister and then reveal it was all fake. I guess someone up there had my back.”

Mia laughed at Matt's words. "You are right. I am nuts over Damien Bishop. I was in love with him since we were teenagers. But he never looked at me the way I want him to. But nonetheless, never late than ever. I can make him mine now. I will do anything I can to make that happen" Mia declared with a laugh, which is slightly unsettling.

Her face turned red with anger. Compared to her, I was much calmer. "Would you forgive your son's fiancée if she got married to someone else on the day of your funeral? You're the one with the wishful thinking. Do you really think you can return to me after doing something like this? You must be dreaming." "Do you really want to break up with me over this?" Helen knew she was in the wrong. She took a step backward with a pale face. I was not really affected by what she did.

But, now… "Why, you ask? Of course, I'd be here. I'm your fiance. Don't you remember? I asked you to marry me yesterday and you said yes. I think you were too overwhelmed with everything, fainting and sleeping for days after you agreed to my proposal. I was worried but good thing you're awake now." What…the…heck..? Is he joking? Confusion was plastered on my face, hearing the most unbelievable thing the moment I woke up. Yet, seeing his face, I couldn't see any sort of lie from them. And…did he just say, fiance…? I felt a lump on my throat when a thought suddenly came to mind. Shaking and nervous, I spoke. "...what date…is it today…?" "It's September 3, 2020. Why'd you ask?"