The Wedding Is a Lie You Carefully Wove

"It was an accident when the props went wrong. I have tried my best to make up for it. I can understand if you are angry, but please don't make trouble unreasonably. My patience has its limits."

Seeing him lie without a red face and his heart not beating, I suddenly felt tired.

"Charles, is it really because of the props that something went wrong?"

He was stunned for a moment and just as he was about to defend himself, his cell phone rang.

When he lowered his head, a slight smile unconsciously appeared on his lips. He didn't have time to say goodbye to me, he just said he would try his best to make it up to me and left the house in a hurry.

It didn't take much thinking to know that only Sally could make him so panicked by just one piece of news.

This was not the first time he has abandoned me. It was just that I was so immersed in the joy of getting married that I didn't realize it. Looking back now, he didn't even bother to cover up.

After he left, I sorted out all the gifts he gave me in the past hundred days. I was preparing to return it to him the next day.

But early in the morning, I received a call from the bridal shop. He said that the custom-made wedding dress had arrived and asked me to try it on.

"No, just return it. The wedding has been cancelled."

The clerk on the other end hesitated for two seconds and then said hesitantly, "This wedding dress is high-end custom-made and the deposit is five million. If you want to cancel, you have to come to the store in person to fill out the form."

After I rushed there, I just finished signing when I saw another more luxurious wedding dress being moved in.

The clerk's envious voice immediately reached my ears.

"Miss Montana is so lucky. This is the first time I have seen such an expensive wedding dress! Does it cost tens of millions?"

"More than that, I heard that two men paid for it together. Oh my God, when will it be my turn to have such a good life..."

The nails holding the pen were dug into my palms, but I couldn't even feel the pain.

When I went to Charles's company to find him with a carton full of gifts, the front desk staff kept calling me Mrs. Dickson one after another. Envyful voices came and went.

"Mrs. Dickson, you don't know, right? Mr. Dickson has granted himself a month's wedding leave for the first time for your wedding!"

"I heard that I spent 500 million to buy a piece of jewelry at the auction. It must be to match your wedding dress. You are so lucky. I can't even dream of it."

"I have never seen anyone care so much about someone during the process! The wedding planning plan has been changed dozens of times!"

But I wrote all our wedding plans myself and he never asked.

That plan was probably changed for Sally. I didn't speak and listened in silence to everything he had done for another woman.

While waiting for the elevator, Sally's charming voice came from behind. She held Charles's arm as if no one else was watching.

"Charles, thank you for the jewelry you gave me, but it's too exaggerated. I can hardly lift it up when I wear it around my neck!"

Charles scratched the tip of her nose lovingly and ruffled her long hair.

"You girl, didn't you say that the bigger the jewelry, the better? Wouldn't it make that guy Stanley feel a little bit in danger?"

For a moment, the surrounding air was almost stagnant.

The employees looked at me with mocking eyes.

Only then did Charles notice me, but he still didn't let go of Sally's hand, but his eyes became colder.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to come to the company? Your coming will affect the employees' work."

He glanced at the box in my arms and frowned.

"Why are you still holding a pile of garbage? Where is the security guard? Can't you see it? Help throw it away."

I followed his gaze and glanced down, only to realize that the branding on the packaging box I was reluctant to open had some paint peeling off.