My Fiancé's Ex Returns One Month Before Wedding

Synopsis

Thirty days before my wedding, my fiancé's first love showed up at my door in a hospital gown. She clutched her diagnosis report, pleading, "Ms. Lane, the doctor says I only have three months left. Can I borrow him, just for a little while? I swear, after I'm gone, I won't come between you two." My fiancé wrapped his arms around her from behind, shooting me a look full of reproach. "Olivia, Jessica's like this. Can't you be a little more understanding?" he said. I slipped off the diamond ring I'd spent half a year picking out and gently placed it in her palm. "Fine, take the wedding too. Just make sure you two are stuck together for life," I said. After all, in my eyes, a man who could be borrowed was no different from trash left on the side of the road.