My Ex-wife's Regret

Chapter 1

[1]

Wedding Venue

At the wedding, everything seemed perfect until my bride received a text message that her first love had been diagnosed with a terminal illness. In a heartbeat, she decided to call off the wedding, leaving me standing alone in shock.

"Please," I implored, "can we at least finish the ceremony?"

She looked at me with a mix of frustration and sadness. "Jase, he's dying. What more do you need to understand?"

Her words cut deep, and eventually, I surrendered to her wishes. I threw myself into my work and rose to become a business tycoon. Years later, when the divorce papers landed on her doorstep, she was blindsided, overcome with panic and regret.

[2]

"Jase, how can you be so heartless? This is a matter of life and death! Isn't a person's life more important than getting married?"

Backstage at the wedding, Kathleen, dressed in her stunning bridal gown, glared at me with fury in her eyes.

Her gown was a masterpiece from a renowned designer, one that had cost me two years' salary.

The roses were impeccably fresh.

The cake, a majestic eighteen-layer black forest cake, was precisely what she had wanted.

Everything about our wedding was tailored to her desires.

And now, my bride was telling me she wanted to leave our wedding to see her terminally ill first love.

But why?

Why did she have to see him on our special day?

The wedding officiant had already prompted us several times from outside.

The guests were seated, their chatter filled with anticipation and curiosity.

I took a deep breath and made a final concession. "Kathleen, go after the ceremony. I'll personally take you."

Kathleen hesitated.

Just then, her phone rang again.

A man's anxious voice came through, "Kathleen, I know I shouldn't be bothering you, but I really miss you. I'm going into surgery today. Can you come see me?"

"Preston! Wait for me, wait for me!"

Without even a backward glance, Kathleen lifted her gown and rushed out the door.

In front of all the guests, my bride ran away.