Between Love and Hate

On the wedding day, my fiancée didn’t show up. I endured the strange looks from the guests and walked through the ceremony alone. When I led people into the new room, I saw him hugging his childhood friend and the two of them were lying naked on the wedding bed.

For the sake of face, he turned the tables and said that I was unfaithful before marriage and that he deliberately retaliated against me and that Vania was the bride he wanted to marry.

For a while, I became the laughing stock of everyone, but my childhood sweetheart, Wilmot, took out a diamond ring from his arms to express his…