His Kiss VK

In the third year of my engagement to Ethan Carter, he cheated on me with my best friend.

He openly flaunted his new girlfriend in our social circle, repeatedly allowing the mistress to provoke me, turning me, his childhood sweetheart, into a complete laughingstock.

Ethan was certain I wouldn't dare make a fuss and that I would tolerate him, until my new man handed Ethan a wedding invitation, followed by a post showing off our marriage certificate.

When Ethan knelt to apologize and beg for forgiveness at my wedding, I looked down on him coldly, my arm linked with that of a wealthy heir.

Just having a relationship with someone like you is humiliating.

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When I stormed into the bar, filled with rage, I saw my university roommate and long-time best friend, Sophia Collins, in the arms of my boyfriend, Ethan.

Sophia was dressed beautifully, seductively, and was tilting Ethan's chin, leaning in for a kiss.

If it weren't for a friend who happened to see them and tipped me off, I might never have found out about his affair.

I clenched my fists tightly, unable to describe the shock that hit me in that moment, my heart feeling as though it had been squeezed.

We were childhood sweethearts, we grew up together, and we got engaged as soon as we graduated.

I always kept my distance from other men, but Ethan cheated on me with my best friend.

How laughable.

They kissed passionately, Ethan's voice drifting over.

Don't worry. I'm just playing around with Olivia. No one else but you can be Mrs. Carter.