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For six months after our engagement, James Carter handled every aspect of the wedding preparations himself. He got me a six-figure wedding dress and booked an island venue. Everything was top-tier and custom-made. Everyone said I was lucky, that I'd been set up with a once-in-a-lifetime, deeply devoted man like James. But when I tried on that handcrafted wedding dress, I couldn't get the zipper up no matter what I did. The store manager awkwardly suggested I lose some weight, saying James had instructed that the dress had to be made to his ex-wife's measurements. I was stunned for a moment, then casually looked up the high-end wedding company that was on the verge of bankruptcy. The company was owned by his ex-wife, Emily Bennett, who had dumped him two years ago because she wanted a richer life. Before I could process it, I heard James outside, chatting with his buddy on the phone. He said, "The money has been put in her company account. That should solve her urgent problem. "Doesn't matter who the bride is. As long as the wedding goes exactly the way she wanted back then, that'll finally make her dream come true." It turned out that all those millions and his so-called tenderness were just a front. To him, I was nothing but a placeholder. I looked at myself in the mirror, struggling to breathe in that dress, and all I could think was how absurd this whole thing was. Life was too short to waste on this. I was not going to hang around and make things harder for him.