Abandoned Engagement for His Leading Lady

On the eve of the wedding, Cynthia's doctor arrived. After Cynthia returned to America, Jimmy learned that she wasn’t fond of hospital visits, so he arranged for a private doctor to attend to her. As the doctor opened the box in his hand, a stunning ruby necklace lay inside. I recognized it immediately; I had seen it in Jimmy's study. He had fiercely competed at an auction to obtain it, even offending friends in the process. For eight years, it had remained sealed away, untouched.

When I had merely brushed against it before, Jimmy had flown into a rage for the first time. It dawned on me that this necklace had been intended for Cynthia from the very beginning. The doctor’s gaze fell on our clasped hands, and almost instinctively, Jimmy let go.

He scoffed, "What, is she here to admit her mistake?"

His words were serious, yet there was no anger in his expression. The arrival of the personal doctor seemed to lift the weight from his brow, which had been furrowed with worry for days. The doctor returned the ruby necklace to him, maintaining a calm demeanor as he said, "Miss Cynthia is going abroad tonight and will never return. I’m here to return this necklace to you."

In an instant, Jimmy’s facade of calm shattered. Ignoring my presence entirely, he grabbed the personal doctor's collar in a fit of rage. "Why didn’t you tell me sooner? What was the point of hiring you?"

Without bothering to change his clothes, he sprinted to the garage in a frenzy. As I reached the door, I called out to him, "Jimmy, you’re getting married tomorrow! Can’t you spend one last night with me?"

On this final night, I wanted to say goodbye to the past eight years. He turned back, his expression torn. "Maya, I’ll have plenty of time for marriage later. A friend is going abroad, and I need to see her."

I swallowed my words, forcing a smile. "Then make sure to come back tonight."

Just an hour earlier, I had received a provocative message from Cynthia:

"Do you really believe I’d let your husband spend the night before the wedding with another woman?"

I sat alone in the bright red wedding room for what felt like an eternity, lost in thought.

By the next day, as the makeup artist arrived, Jimmy still hadn’t come back. My phone buzzed with a message that made my heart drop. The photo showed Cynthia and Jimmy asleep together, both of them completely naked.

I dismissed the makeup team and stripped away all the vibrant red decor from the wedding room. Instead, I prepared a slideshow featuring the evidence of their betrayal, which would play during the wedding ceremony. Jimmy, you’ve single-handedly ruined our wedding.

I had looked forward to this day for eight long years, yet here I was, watching him be affectionate with Cynthia instead. I arrived at the wedding venue just after noon, feeling the weight of betrayal heavy on my shoulders.

I was ready to leave this place of heartbreak behind. With a plane ticket in hand, I made my way to the airport, determined to escape the pain that had woven itself into every corner of my life. As soon as I arrived, I switched on the live feed of the wedding hall on my phone, my heart racing with a mix of anticipation and dread.

The moment Jimmy arrived, he was swarmed by a crowd of people, their voices blending into a chaotic chorus.

“Jimmy, have you seen Maya?” One guest shouted, eyes wide with concern.

“Yeah, Jimmy! Why are you so late? I searched the entire banquet hall, but Maya and her family were nowhere to be found!”