​​You Stole My Wife, I’ll Ruin Your Life​

Summary

The day before my wedding, I got a call from the hotel. "Mr. Winston, hello. Someone has… well, they've wrecked your wedding venue."

I rushed over, completely bewildered, only to find some pretty boy holding a wedding photo of himself with my fiancée, screaming, "You shameless gold digger! Seducing my wife! Spending her money on a lavish wedding like this!"

The scene was a powder keg of outrage. Even the hotel manager was pointing a finger at me. "I knew something was off," he sneered. "The bride-to-be never showed up for a single planning meeting. Turns out he's not even the real husband."