Dumped On Highway In My Gown

Summary

It was our wedding day.

The bridal limousine hadn’t even cleared the outskirts of the city before it jerked to an abrupt halt beside the concrete barrier of the expressway toll plaza.

Beckett unbuckled his seatbelt with cold, mechanical efficiency. Without a shred of hesitation, he opened the door and shoved me—clad only in a sleeveless silk and tulle bridal gown—out into the biting autumn wind.

Sitting in the front passenger seat was Courtney, his freshly divorced childhood sweetheart.