I Ruined My Wedding, But Found True Love

Lucky for me, Sandra was right behind me listening to every word. She caught me before I fell and she helped me to lean against the wall as I started to cry. I clamped my hand against my mouth to avoid my cries sounding out.

Sandra walked to the door with an angry face. I held her leg before she could open it. "Please, don't. If this comes out like this, I'll be a laughing stock."

Because everyone including my dad didn't like Dylan. They felt he was a scumbag and they had warned me. I thought they just didn't like poorer people.

"Fine." Sandra helped me to get to the garden.

Once we were in the middle of the garden, I collapsed on the floor with tears in my eyes. It had been years since I cried because daddy always made sure all of my needs were met. In fact, my greatest sorrow was Dylan. And Dad couldn't take him away from me because I had threatened to run away if he did.

"You should've let me confront them." Sandra dabbed my eyes with a handkerchief. Thank God, I was wearing waterproof make up or else, who knows what I would look like when I had to return to my birthday party now turned engagement disaster. "I just knew Dylan was no good. Doing this with his own sister?"

I sat on one of the cement benches and shook my head. "Not his sister. Not by blood. She was adopted."

"Still." Sandra threw her hands in the air and started pacing.

I looked at the ring on my finger. In less than two hours, my greatest joy had become my biggest sorrow. What hurts more was what was said as Sandra tried to carry me away from the door.

Emily had asked, "Why do you want to marry her if I'm your first and only love?"

"Because she's the heir of a vast fortune. Her father is half-dead and do you know what would happen if she were to 'accidentally' fall down the well in the garden? Dylan explained. "I'd get half of her fortune if she were still alive but all is better than none."

Emily laughed at his words.

I couldn't believe that she found my death funny. And that Dylan, the man I had loved with my whole heart, was planning to kill me to take my fortune.

I threw his ring on the grass. "Those fools. Do they think it would be so easy to kill me?"

"You could end their lives." Sandra sat beside me on the bench, comforting me by stroking my hair.

“I’m not going to stoop to their level and commit murder.”

"We could hire some boxers to punch the daylight out of them? Or some kidnappers to hide them in the cellar and beat them till they confess all they've done to you. Better yet, you could get your lawyer to sue them. Collect everything they've got. After all you've invested in both of them, their businesses practically belong to you."

"That's too easy, Sandra." I said, as a plan started to form in my head while I looked at the well that was not too far away. " If I get guys to beat them up, they'll heal after a couple of weeks and forget it. I want to destroy them."

"Good. We'll start by breaking the engagement."

I shook my head. "No. They'll walk away without regret. I want them to feel every area of pain that they've forced me to. What I want to do will make sure that they never ever forget what they've done to me."

Sandra held my hands. "You have a crazy look in your eyes but I like it."

"I'm going to give them everything they want. I'll let him get as close to his plan as possible and then when they're very secure, I'll snatch it away from under their feet."

"I'm so happy we saw his true colors before the wedding. So, what are you going to do?"

I explained my plan to Sandra and she smiled. I knew she would also share the plan to Alexa and all of our other friends that did not like him. Especially Alexa. She had been looking for a way to pay back Emily because of the slap from a while ago.

"I still think we should get some men to beat them up."

"Sandra, if he was able to lie about his relationship with his sister for so long, it would be very easy for him to convince the police that we made up this accusation. I cannot allow my family's name to be dragged through the mud."

"By the time I'm done with them, there would be no canopy large enough to hide the shame of their deceit."

"Yes, it's time to get into action."

I returned to my manor through the backdoor and headed to my room to retouch my makeup. Once I was done, I descended the stairs into the ballroom where my guests were drinking and networking.

This is the first phase of ruining my own wedding: Creating and destroying Dylan's allies.

Dylan and Emily stood in a corner because they had not quite been accepted by my friends and relatives. Dylan had the decency to shower and change his clothes while Emily was still dressed in a pale pink dress that showed obvious signs of a wrinkle.

I kept my face straight as I walked to them, then placed air kisses on both sides of Dylan's face, careful not to touch him.

"Baby, you look so gorgeous."

"Me? I'm pale compared to Emily."

Emily's face reddened and she stared at me with shock. So did Dylan. I had never offered a compliment to her without it being forced from me.

"Since we're family now, I think it's time you got to meet my friends. Most of these people will be good for your business, Dylan."

The idiot took my hand and followed me into the trap that had been set for him.