After the Tenth Postponed Wedding, I Married Someone Else

Synopsis

After Julian Carter postponed our wedding for the tenth time, everyone started placing bets on whether I'd actually marry him before I turned thirty. Some people shook their heads and said, "The seven-year itch always wins. There's no way they'll make it." Others disagreed and said, "They've been together this long. They'll make it down the aisle eventually." I spent the whole night torn between hope and anxiety. But on the day of my dress fitting, Julian left me standing there again. All because his ex called and whined, "Julian, I'm lost, and I don't know what to do. You're the only person I know here." He ruffled my hair like it was nothing and said, "Something came up, babe. Next time, I promise." Everyone around us held their breath, waiting for me to lose it the way I always did. But this time, I didn't scream or cry. I just smiled and nodded. What Julian didn't know was that I was going home next week to marry someone else. And this time, the groom wouldn't be him.