After My Fiancé's God-sister Posted a Video, I Married Someone ElseChapter 1
The night before my wedding, I randomly saw a video located in my fiancé's apartment complex.
The caption wrote, [One last night as husband and wife, from now on we'll just be strangers.]
[When I was 18, I was sponsored by my godparents, then I became his god-sister.]
[When I was 23, he saw me naked and I saw his restrained yet moving expression.]
[When I was 24, we had a son. I thought we'd have a happy home.]
[But fate dealt him a cruel blow; tomorrow he's marrying someone else.]
[My love, the father of my child, congratulations on your marriage.]
Opening the rest of the video, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning. In the video, the child, whose face was blurred, had a conspicuous thick gold rope on his wrist. It was the custom-made, blessed bracelet I'd personally put on my fiancé's nephew.
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[Sister, how could you post something so morally reprehensible? You deliberately posted it so the bride would see it, right?]
[Help! I feel like I'm going blind! Is this something a normal person would say?]
[Help me bump this up, let the bride see this, run! If she really gets married, this family with concubines will be a nightmare for her.]
Looking at the familiar gold rope, the familiar address, even the familiar child's figure. I suppressed my shock, still unable to believe that Mike Walter, my boyfriend of five years, could do such a thing. I took a screenshot of the video and forwarded it directly to the group chat.
[Was the gold rope I gave Toby stolen?]
Less than a minute later, the video was restricted and could not be viewed.
Mike quickly replied.
[How could that be? He really likes it, he wears it every day.]
[What video? Why aren't you asleep so late? The wedding is tomorrow morning, don't watch, go to rest.]
A chill ran through me. I didn't reply, thinking of that disgusting phrase, [One last night as husband and wife.] I immediately initiated a multi-person video call in the group.
[You and Rebecca take this call, I have something to do.]
The next second, Mike’s mother, Milena Walter, who usually played dumb and stayed out of the group chat, replied, [What's going on? Why are you video chatting so late? Let's talk tomorrow. Rebecca is too tired from preparing for the bridesmaids and has already gone to sleep.]