After My Fiancé Chose Her, I Married His CEO Rival

Synopsis

I stood at the altar, my heart racing with anticipation. The Beverly Hills estate garden was transformed into a fairytale setting—white roses cascading from crystal vases, champagne glasses gleaming in the afternoon sun, and a sea of expectant faces turned toward me. Eight years of love, sacrifice, and dreams had led to this perfect moment. My wedding dress—a custom Vera Wang with delicate lace detailing—hugged my curves before flowing out in a modest train. I'd spent hours choosing it, imagining the look in Ryan's eyes when he saw me walking down the aisle. "You look stunning," whispered my maid of honor, adjusting my veil. "Ryan is going to faint when he sees you." I smiled, scanning the crowd for his familiar face. Our story was supposed to be perfect—childhood sweethearts who grew up together, supported each other through college, and built our futures side by side. I had put my own dreams of developing optical technology on hold to