My Fiancé Chose Her,So I Buried Them Both

The day I took over my family's branch in Monterra City fell right on the water festival—and I barely made it out of the banquet before a crowd closed in around me, blasting me with high-pressure water guns.

The one spraying hardest was Gloria Fox, my fiancé's childhood sweetheart.

The jet hit my gown and soaked it through in an instant, the fabric clinging to every line of my body.

I stepped forward and slapped the water gun out of Gloria's hands, my voice hard.

"There's a line, even on a holiday."

I didn't even finish the sentence before tears were already streaming down Gloria's face.