I Planned My Girlfriend's Wedding to Another ManChapter 1

Three years ago, to protect my girlfriend, I used my body as her shield. Unfortunately, because of that, I ended up with lasting injuries myself.

On the day I was allow to leave the hospital, she did not show up. On top of that, she made me a laughing stock on the day we supposed to register our marriage by flying off to Northern Europe with her one true love to watch the Aurora Borealis together.

When she returned, she casually apologized, assuming I would forgive her just like that, as usual. Then, she asked, "Can we get the marriage certificate tomorrow?"

With a wide grin on my face, I pulled out a marriage certificate, "Nope, sorry. I’ve already marriage.”

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I worked as a wedding planner. When I was sitting at my desk, I took a casual glance at my colleague’s desk. On top of it, files were scattered all over it. As so happened, I noticed that the name Hugo Long was written on it.

Seeing the familiar name, I had to make sure the name of the bride-to-be. However, when I tried to take a closer look, my colleague just gave me her professional smile.

So, I asked her, "Who is this groom?"

My colleague said, "All I know that the groom was terminally ill. So, the bride refused to leave him and wants a small but meaningful wedding. This thing kind of reminds me of what had happened between you and Karen Miller at that time."

She halted her words and a complicated look briefly crossed her face. She then said, "I'm sorry. The client has insisted on confidentiality, so I can't disclose too much about this wedding."

I did not think too much of it because I was sure that the name was just a bizarre coincidence.

When I arrived home, I casually asked, "Is Hugo getting married?" I directed my eyes toward Karen, waiting for her reaction. She was putting on her gilded earring and with her flawless makeup, she looked like a bride who was ready to walk down the aisle.

Karen's expression did not change as she wrapped her hands around me. her tone unusually soft. "How would I know, honey? I haven’t been in touch with him for ages."

I completely failed to notice the relief emotion that flickered in her eyes.

The next day, I received a text from an unknown number with an address. I almost dismissed it as spam, but curiosity got the better of me. When I arrived, I saw a figure I knew all too well.