For His First Love, He Destroyed My Wedding Gown
The day before the wedding, my fiancé James's childhood sweetheart had a severe depressive episode.
Threatening to take her own life, she demanded the destruction of the wedding gown my grandmother had painstakingly made for me before her passing.
To calm her down, James locked me in a room and stayed by her side, helping her cut the gown into shreds.
Amid the mess, he spoke indifferently.
"Be reasonable. It's just a wedding gown. Do you want to see her die?"
Later, James's hot uncle approached me, asking me to carry on the family lineage.
I nodded in agreement.
But James, with reddened eyes, confronted me.
"Are you really going to have his child? Have you completely given up on me?"
Covering my slightly rounded belly, I replied, "Be reasonable. It's just a child. He’s your uncle. Do you want to see him with no heir to carry on the family name?”
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