Nine bets with my fiancé’s childhood crush

My fiancé’s childhood sweetheart returned from abroad, and the first thing she did was make a bet with me, Samantha. The agreement stated that if my fiancé, Ethan, left me nine times for her,I would willingly give up my position as his wife. I agreed.On the ninth time, his childhood sweetheart, Willow, cried, “Ethan, if you don’t marry me, I’ll marry that spoiled rich kid from the Johnston family in the city!” He frantically hung up the phone, abandoned me yet again, stole his family’s household registration book, and got married to Willow. That day, they announced their relationship on social media, and everyone in our circle eagerly awaited to see me and the Johnstons make fools of ourselves. Then, Jaxon Johnston approached me, saying casually,”Your fiancé stole my wife, so it’s only fair that you become my wife, right?” I nodded. “Fair. When are you getting married?” His jaw dropped. He stared at me for a long time, his ears turning red. “Since you don’t have any objections, it’s settled then.” “We’re getting married in three days. If you dare to run away, you’re dead!” He said this as he ran off, bumping into people and knocking over ornaments, in a panic as if I were going to eat him alive. I let my fingers glide across the piano keys, a slight smile playing on my lips. As soon as Jaxon left, Ethan arrived. I glanced at him, then coldly looked away. His face turned pale, and he rushed towards me. “Samantha, are you angry?”