The day before my wedding to Erik Garrett, Erik’s childhood friend Alaia Nelson was married off to the disabled and ill-tempered Wyatt Spencer. Erik felt sorry for her, so he brought all his friends to crash the wedding and steal the bride. That same day, the two of them hastily held a simple ceremony and quickly registered their marriage. All of New York was waiting to see me become a laughingstock. But the next day, Wyatt appeared at my door in his wheelchair. He said, “Erik stole my wife, so I’m here to steal his wife. That’s only fair, right?” I nodded gently. “That’s perfectly fair.” ***** “You actually agreed?” Wyatt looked at me with surprise. Since that car accident, he’d been widely criticized because of his disability. When it came to marrying him, no one in New York was willing. At the mere mention of his name, people would say he was cursed, disfigured from the car accident, bad-tempered, and unable to have children. Over time, even those around him began to believe these ridiculous rumors. So they hastily found a girl to marry him. “I agreed.” I nodded solemnly, taking my first close look at this supposedly cursed man. He was extraordinarily handsome, and even sitting in a wheelchair, he seemed untouchable. “Then… I’ll have my family come tomorrow to discuss the wedding arrangements.” After a moment’s thought, Wyatt continued, “I’ll send someone tomorrow with gifts. Here’s the list—take a look and see if there’s anything else we need to prepare.” He’d clearly come prepared. I curiously opened what Wyatt handed me. As the head of the Spencer family, this gift list included not only jewelry, but also all his shares in Spencer Group and his entire personal fortune. I said, “This is… this is too much.” Even I, who was used to grand gestures, was left speechless by Wyatt’s generosity. “Too much?” Wyatt frowned, then smiled slightly. “Then I’ll go back and see if it needs adjusting.” After he left, I couldn’t help feeling surprised. Wyatt was so generous—he really did seem like a man who’d lost his ability to have children and was desperate to give away everything. But I didn’t mind. Erik had already made me the laughingstock of the entire city. Since there was no love, I might as well gain power. Not long after Wyatt left, Erik arrived. This man who’d just successfully stolen a bride looked quite pleased with himself, especially the happy smile at the corner of his mouth, which I found particularly grating. “Mr. Garrett, you just got married. Instead of going on your honeymoon with your wife, what are you doing here?” I asked coldly. Erik’s smile froze for a moment, and he instinctively reached out toward me, but his hand hung in the air. He said, “Anna, I know you’re angry with me. “But Wyatt is not only disabled, he also has a terrible temper. You know Alaia grew up with me—she has the gentlest nature. If she married someone like Wyatt, what would become of the rest of her life? I had no choice. Otherwise, none of us could bear the Spencer family’s revenge.” So he was also afraid of the Spencer family’s revenge, afraid that Alaia would suffer. He was afraid of everything except me becoming a laughingstock. I said, “You make perfect sense. You should go back. Since you’re already married, let’s just forget about our relationship.” From the moment he stepped into the Spencer mansion to steal the bride, there was nothing left between Erik and me. This was the path he chose. He said, “Anna, stop being difficult. My marriage to Alaia is just a temporary measure—it won’t affect our feelings for each other. Alaia is a kind person. “She said she wouldn’t compete with you for anything. Just bear with it for a few years, and after a few years, I’ll divorce her and marry you. “You’re the one I love. As long as we get through these few years, Alaia will give your position back to you, and then you can both stay by my side.” Erik frowned, trying to persuade me gently. But I only found it ridiculous. What he meant was that she was joining us, not breaking us apart. He still wanted me to give up my originally wealthy life and willingly become his mistress. He was absolutely shameless. I said, “Erik, you’ve got some nerve. Too bad I’m a daughter of the Weaver family—I’ll never be anyone’s mistress. “If your precious Alaia likes being one, then let her be one all by herself.” I refused coldly, and Erik’s previously flattering expression suddenly changed, his eyes filled with displeasure. He said, “Anna, it’s just a marriage certificate. What else can’t I give you? Even a wedding—I can still hold it as planned. No matter what the official status is, no one will see through you. “Is it really so hard for you to endure a few years for me?”
He was the one who enjoyed all the benefits without lifting a finger. He was also the one who wanted me to become his mistress, to marry beneath my station. And he was the one who turned the Weaver family into a laughingstock. Now, he had the audacity to blame me. I said coldly, “Eric, I’ve made myself perfectly clear. I will never be anyone’s mistress! Who cares about your sham of a wedding?” I mockingly asked him to leave, but Eric, in his fury, hurled the gift of some unknown brand in his hand onto the floor. He said, “Anna, you’re nothing but a shrew! You can’t even do this one simple thing. Fine, since you refuse to agree, let’s see who would be willing to marry damaged goods that I’ve cast aside!” With that, Eric stormed off in a huff. The pastries he’d bought from some roadside stand lay scattered on the floor. I rubbed my forehead and sighed, feeling a sharp ache in my chest. Eric and I had been engaged since childhood. He used to love me so dearly, never letting me suffer the slightest grievance. But now, he had changed. The eighteen-year-old Eric had died in the past, leaving behind only a husband who belonged to Alaya. Perhaps a year ago, when Eric started favoring Alaya in everything, I should have completely let go of this relationship that no longer existed. But I still couldn’t bear to. I couldn’t bear to let go of that eighteen-year-old Eric who was both radiant and gentle. I was wrong. The next morning, before dawn, my mother Lucia Weaver called me to the living room. Wyatt had arrived at the agreed time. He seemed to have dressed up specially, clutching a box tightly in his hands. My parents had originally despised Wyatt, but when they saw the gleaming jewelry on the table and the share transfer documents, they were all stunned into silence. Wyatt said, “Mr. Weaver, Mrs. Weaver, I apologize for this unexpected visit. Please take a look at these gifts I’ve prepared for Anna. I’m willing to give everything I own just to have her marry me.” The Weaver family was indeed wealthy, but compared to the Spencer family, we were still slightly inferior. However, Wyatt’s attitude was very humble. He came with complete sincerity, and my parents were satisfied with his attitude, so they left the decision to me. Before Wyatt left, he personally watched me sign all those share transfer documents. He said, “You must have heard from others that my health isn’t very good. The only thing I can give you is this modest wealth. But if something really happens to me in the future, at least you can rely on these to protect yourself.” His gaze was so sincere that I unconsciously signed my name. After he left, I picked up those documents and berated myself in frustration. Just then, Eric suddenly appeared, and he brought Alaya with him. The Nelson family wasn’t considered wealthy. Years ago, Alaya’s mother had worked as a servant in Eric’s household. In recent years, her father had made some money through business. This was precisely why she had been sent to the Garrett family. Any respectable family wouldn’t marry their daughter to someone with problems. But for me, this didn’t matter. “Anna, I’m sorry.” As soon as she entered, Alaya apologized to me. Though Eric looked slightly displeased, when he saw the share transfer documents on the table, his face showed a knowing expression. He asked, “Are these all wedding gifts your family prepared for you?” Alaya said, “I’ve long heard that the Weaver family only has one daughter, so naturally all the family assets would go to Anna. I never imagined there would be so much.” Alaya’s eyes were full of greed and envy. I coldly closed the jewelry box, my tone unfriendly. “May I ask, Mr. Garrett and Mrs. Garrett, what exactly brings you to my home?” My obviously unwelcoming attitude only earned a scoff from Eric. He said, “Anna, stop pretending. My family never received any notice of broken engagement from you. “You’ve already prepared wedding gifts and everything. How about this—I’ll reluctantly go through with the wedding ceremony with you. But it can’t be as grand as before. You know, Alaya is my legal wife now, and I have to consider her feelings.”
Alaia said, “That’s right, Anna, don’t worry. Our marriage registration is just a temporary measure. I won’t compete with you for anything else.” Alaia lowered her head, showing a sad expression while seeming reluctant to say more. She continued, “Anna, I know my place very well. Erik and I were never meant to be together. If it weren’t for saving me, I would never have been able to get close to him in this lifetime. So today, I specifically brought Erik here to apologize to you. We’ve also prepared a gift for you. Go ahead and take it out.” With that, she reached into Erik’s pocket and pulled out what appeared to be an old, worn necklace. The necklace was covered in rust stains, clearly showing its age. Alaia said, “Erik specially picked this out for me.” She walked toward me step by step, and I noticed the jewelry she was wearing. The entire jewelry set was from a famous brand’s diamond collection, sparkling brilliantly. And those were exactly what the Garrett family had specially commissioned for Erik’s and my wedding. Now, they were all adorning Alaia. Meanwhile, I was expected to accept this shabby old necklace from who knows where. I said, “I don’t need it. Since you picked it out so carefully, you should keep it for your wife.” I stepped back, avoiding Alaia. Erik immediately shielded her like a startled cat: “Since she doesn’t want it, just throw it away. You think I wanted to give it to her?” He snatched the necklace from Alaia’s hand and threw it hard on the ground. Alaia stamped her foot in grievance: “Erik, I reminded you before we left to control your temper. I’m the one who wronged Anna, I even wore her wedding dress. Have you forgotten why we came here today?” As her words fell, a bodyguard walked in from outside. Alaia said, “Anna, I heard this wedding dress was specially custom-made for you. That day was an emergency, and I had no choice but to wear it. Don’t worry, I only wore it for a short while that day and didn’t get it dirty. Now I’m returning it to you. When you and Erik have your wedding ceremony again in a few days, you can wear it again.” She actually wanted me to wear a secondhand wedding dress, just like they were trying to force me to accept Erik. The thought disgusted me. I said, “Erik, I’ve already told you, our wedding is canceled. If you two have nothing else to discuss, please leave. Our family doesn’t welcome you.” In front of all these people, I repeated what I had said before. I thought Erik would at least save face. However, the two people in front of me completely ignored my words. Especially Alaia, who directly picked up the wedding dress and approached me: “Anna, I’ve already hand-washed this wedding dress, it’s perfectly clean. If you think it’s dirty because I wore it, I’ve also prepared a new one. Just take a look.” The cheap fabric brushing against my skin made me irritated. I said, “I’ve already told you, I don’t want it.” When I dodged away from Alaia, she fell to the ground, her eyes reddening with tears welling up. She said, “Anna, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I just wanted to show you the new wedding dress I prepared.” She became more and more agitated as she spoke. Seeing this, Erik angrily stepped on the wedding dress: “If she doesn’t want it, forget it! I’d like to see how a venomous woman like her could ever get married!”
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