He Sent His Twin to Marry Me,So I Kept the Wrong Brother

On the day of the wedding, Cornelius Harding and his twin brother Geoffrey Harding appeared side by side.

They wore identical suits, their hair styled the same way.

"Cindy, can you tell which one is me?"

In my last life, I picked Cornelius out in a heartbeat.

He smiled, took my hand, and led me up to the altar, where he swore in front of everyone we knew that he'd love me forever.

After the wedding, he spoiled me rotten. I thought that was what happiness looked like.

Until his college junior, Desiree Cooley, boarded a cruise ship and was killed in a tsunami.

He lost his mind and shoved me off the roof of a building.

"If you'd just picked the wrong man on our wedding day, I could've gone with Desiree to see the world. She wouldn't have died!"

"Cindy Henson, why did you have to recognize me that day?!"

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the morning of the wedding.

This time, I threw myself into Geoffrey's arms without a second of hesitation, clinging to him with a sweet, playful smile.

"How could I not recognize you!"

Cornelius let out a quiet breath of relief.

But he didn't see Geoffrey's arms tighten around me, or the hunger burning in the depths of Geoffrey's eyes.

……

"You guessed right."

Geoffrey's gaze darkened. The hand resting on my waist pulled me closer.

"Cindy, the ceremony's about to start."

Cornelius urged, already impatient.

"Go on ahead. I need to change out of this suit first."

The moment the words left his mouth, he shot Geoffrey a smug, conspiratorial look.

I pretended not to notice a thing and looped my arm through Geoffrey's as we walked out of the dressing room.

The door swung open, and we nearly collided with Desiree Cooley.

Her gaze slid right past me and landed on Geoffrey's face. She studied him for a few seconds, and a flicker of barely concealed delight crossed her eyes.

"Cindy, congratulations to you and Cornelius on your wedding!"

She leaned hard into the name Cornelius, her well-wishes dripping with mockery.

Desiree was taunting me for choosing the wrong groom.

But in my last life, she had run off in tears.

Back then, Cornelius explained it away by saying Desiree was upset over work and emotionally fragile.

I believed him. I didn't think twice about it.

It wasn't until Cornelius pushed me off that rooftop that I learned the truth: he and Desiree had made a bet.

If I failed to recognize him on the wedding day, he would assume Geoffrey's identity and travel the world with Desiree for three months.

A way to make up for the fact that the two of them could never be together.

After three months, he and Geoffrey would swap back, and they'd all pretend nothing ever happened.

This time around, I chose to give them exactly what they wanted.

I looked at the undisguised triumph in Desiree's eyes and flashed her a radiant smile.

"And I hope all your dreams come true."

Before she could react,

I pulled Geoffrey toward the altar.

The music swelled, and the ceremony officially began.

Up on the screen behind us, my name was displayed alongside Cornelius Harding's.

But the real Cornelius sat in the audience with Desiree, the two of them nestled together as if no one else existed.

As if this wedding had nothing to do with him at all.

The ceremony reached its final moment, and the officiant announced:

"Will the bride and groom please embrace and feel each other's warmth."

I leaned into Geoffrey's chest and tilted my head, letting my gaze drift toward the audience.

A memory surfaced unbidden. In my last life, when Cornelius held me during this part, he had secretly kissed my earlobe and murmured:

"Cindy, I finally married you."

Now he was down there, holding another woman.

When his eyes met mine, Cornelius instinctively let go of Desiree's hand.

But then he spotted Geoffrey beside me, remembered they'd already swapped places, and touched his nose with a guilty little fidget.

Desiree stared at the hand he'd just dropped. Her expression went cold.

She shot to her feet and called out toward the stage:

"A hug? That's so boring! Why don't the bride and groom share a kiss!"