Fiancee runs away for swimming coach

Chapter 1

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A week before our wedding, my fiancée, Serena, who was terrified of water, suddenly announced she wanted to learn how to swim.

That's when I guessed she'd fallen for the swimming coach downstairs.

After accompanying her to one lesson, I calmly informed her: either cancel the engagement, or break it off with the coach.

Serena stormed out, furious, and didn't return home all night.

She came back the next day, aching and exhausted, swearing that I was the only one for her from then on.

On our wedding day, the city's elite were all gathered.

As the officiant called out, "You may now kiss the bride,"

Serena suddenly pushed me away, her voice trembling:

"I'm sorry, I can't kiss someone I don't love."

"I thought I could force myself, but I just can't lie to my heart."

With that, still in her white gown, she ran towards the swimming coach below the stage, his eyes red-rimmed.

The entire ballroom erupted in gasps, camera flashes blinding us.

Overnight, I became the laughing stock of the city.

And topping the trending topics was a video of Serena and the coach passionately kissing at *my* wedding.

In that moment, my heart died completely.

Since you chose to betray me again, don't blame me for eradicating you!