Chapter 1

In my hometown, there's a custom: wedding cars can never go in reverse.

Otherwise, the marriage will be cursed with misfortune.

But on our wedding day, my groom Ethan Brooks reversed his entire convoy twenty kilometers just to make way for another wedding procession.

I was about to roll down the window to ask what was going on when I overheard Ethan talking to his best man.

"Going a hundred kilometers out of our way just to see Wendy off on her wedding day—you're way too good to her."

"Aren't you afraid Mandy will lose it?"

Ethan's voice was casual, unconcerned.

"Relax. Mandy's waited ten years. No matter how mad she gets, she won't actually get out of the car and run."

"If my family wasn't pressuring me so hard, why would I have agreed to marry her so easily?"

"Wendy couldn't marry me, so escorting her to her wedding is my way of making it up to her for all these years."

Wendy is his first love.

I let out a bitter laugh.

So this is what they call a happy ending after years of hardship.

Turns out it was all just my own delusion.

I opened my chat and sent my location to someone.

"Still want to marry me? Get here fast."