My Fiancé's Wife Attacked Me

Synopsis

The day I tried on my wedding dress, a strange woman burst into the VIP room and stabbed me without warning. "Stealing my husband and still planning a wedding?" She tore my veil to shreds, her face twisted with a grotesque smile as she splashed acid toward me. The cold blade pierced my shoulder. I collapsed in front of the mirror, crying out in pain. But she grabbed my throat, forcing me to look up: "Ethan Cross is my husband. Who the hell do you think you are? Homewrecker!" Blood stained the pristine white dress. That's when it hit me. My perfect boyfriend of three years, the man I'd been engaged to, was already married. "What are you staring at? Even if I kill you right now, no one can touch me!" I grabbed my phone with blood-soaked hands and called my sister. "Pick me up at the bridal shop. And tell the Cross family—the wedding's off." I was in so much pain I could barely hold my phone. The strapless wedding dress had become a burden. "You crazy bitch, do you even know who I am?" She let out a shrill laugh, her eyes wild with madness: "What, homewreckers think they're entitled now?" Then she opened a livestream, shoving the camera right into my bloodied face. "Come on, let the whole internet see what a homewrecker looks like! See if you dare steal someone's man again!" She