After five years of love, my fiance decided to marry a substitute lover

The day Julian Reed suddenly said he wanted to get married.

I hadn't seen him in three months.

The last time, I’d accidentally overheard him telling his friends he was already sick of me.

The whole room had erupted in laughter.

Laughing at me, who’d clung to him for five years, ruining my reputation just to please him, only to end up discarded like garbage.

These three months living with the Finch family had been hell. A few days ago, Arthur Finch got drunk and was particularly rough. The bruises on my back were still throbbing.