My fiancé wanted someone else's daughter, so I got a new groom.

Synopsis

A month before the wedding, my fiancé, Declan, wanted to have a child with his deceased brother's wife, Briar. He said it was to carry on his brother's line. I didn't scream or break down. I simply sent a calm text, asking: "Briar has many ways to have a child, why does it have to be with you? " But the next second, he FaceTimed me, furious, accusing me of being unreasonable: "My brother entrusted her to me on his deathbed, and she knows no one here. She only has me to rely on. What's wrong with me having a child with her? " "Besides, it's just IVF, Sera. It's not like anything else will happen. We're still getting married. " I smiled as I replied: "No need. My groom has changed. I'm happy to step aside for both of you. " ... The room buzzed with nosy stares, openly scrutinizing me. Several people tried to speak, but the words seemed to catch in their throats. I knew what they wanted to ask: Briar's belly was growing bigger, but the child inside wasn't her deceased husband Brandon's. It belonged to my fiancé. That was already explosive news. And the fact that I hadn't made a scene, not a single protest, made it even crazier. Finally, an old classmate from high school couldn't hold back and broke the silence: "Sera, did Declan get delayed on the way? Why isn't he here yet? " I didn't even lift my head. "He and I are no longer together. We broke up. " Everyone froze for a second, then burst into laughter. "You've got to be kidding! Everyone knows how perfect you two were. You were practically at the altar, how can you just break up like that?