Once I Let Go, He Fell Apart

My best friend and I married into wealthy families on the same day.

I married Garry Huerta, the younger uncle of the Huerta Family and she married Jarvis Huerta, the nephew of Garry.

On the wedding day, my father and my best friend's father came to the wedding, but were beaten by bodyguards.

My best friend and I cried, begging Garry and Jarvis to stop it.

Garry held his first love in his arms and glared at me as he barked, “Maribel, can you be more sensible? These two old perverts sexually harassed Quinn, they deserve to be beaten to death.”