C6 The Wedding Was Canceled!

Priya arched an eyebrow at me, her fingers rhythmically tapping on the table—a clear signal I understood all too well.

"You're right. I was with a man, just not Anatol."

Just saying Anatol's name made me feel sick to my stomach.

I must have been blind to have chosen such a repulsive man.

"What? You were with another man last night? What in the world happened?"

Priya's eyes widened in shock at my confession.

I recounted the entire sordid tale to her, sparing no detail about catching Anatol in bed with Skylynn the previous night.

"What? Anatol did that? He's lower than an animal!"

Priya was seething with rage after hearing my story, and she didn't hesitate to curse Anatol.

"But what about the wedding today? It's supposed to be your big day."

Suddenly remembering, Priya looked at me with urgency.

"The wedding's off."

The words came out flat, but they couldn't mask the deep ache in my heart.

I had dreamed of this day for years, painstakingly planning every detail myself. All that effort, now just a shattered fantasy.

"Priya, I'm exhausted. I need to rest."

The thought of Anatol still turned my stomach, but he was the man I had loved for seven years. To say it didn't hurt would be a lie.

All I wanted was to sleep, to erase him from my memory completely, and to wake up as if he had never been a part of my life.

Understanding my pain, Priya didn't press further and quietly left the room.

I'm not sure how long I slept, but when I woke up, I could hear a commotion in the living room—it sounded like Anatol's voice.

It seemed Priya was in the midst of a heated argument with him.

I opened the bedroom door and immediately saw Anatol sitting on the living room couch, with Priya glaring at him furiously.

"Ellie."

Anatol addressed me as soon as he saw me.

"Mr. Xu, what are you doing here? You're not welcome!"

I fought back the impulse to confront him about his betrayal, maintaining a cool facade.

"Ellie, about last night..."

Anatol rose to his feet and approached me, his eyes carrying a weight of guilt.

"What, you want to describe to me in front of my friends how you passionately spent last night with my best friend in bed?"

My voice dripped with sarcasm, the fury within me already boiling over.

He was someone I had once loved deeply. The thought of his deception and betrayal still inexplicably twisted my heart.

"Ellie, I know what happened last night was my fault, but Skylynn and I are truly in love. I..."

Anatol began, but I cut him off, "Enough! Anatol, it's over between us. You don't owe me any explanations. Remember how you claimed I forced you into marriage? Well, now I'm telling you, you're free!"

He was the one who cheated, who took to bed with my best friend, and now they even have a child. And yet, he has the audacity to tell me they're in true love? The irony is staggering.

If they're so in love, what was I to him these last seven years?