The Wedding with No Answer

Synopsis

Because my grandmother was gravely ill, my first wedding was set in my hometown. When it came time to exchange rings, Edward Lane ignored my outstretched hand. "Sophie, I'm going to ask you three questions. If you answer them all correctly, I'll put the ring on you." I froze, suppressed the unease rising in my chest, and nodded. "First question. During our relationship, did you really not know who I was?" I pressed my lips together, staring at him in disbelief, my voice strained. "No, I didn't." Edward paid no mind to my pale face. "Second question. Did you try to seduce my friend behind my back?" My eyes went wide, my voice almost failing me. "I did not!" "Last question. Is your grandmother even sick at all? Or did your family make it all up to scam money out of me and force me into this marriage?" My hands were trembling. The words felt like they were being crushed out of my throat, tears threatening to spill. "We're not scamming anyone," I said. Edward's gaze turned cold. "Sophie, you lied to all three questions." He let go, and the ring clattered and rolled away. "I can't marry you." In the front row, my grandmother suddenly pitched backward and collapsed.