He Traded Me for His Ex’s Dog, So I Married His Boss
Language: en
On the day of my wedding dress fitting, the zipper got stuck on my back. But instead of helping me, Carter took a phone call and walked out of the massive bridal boutique, leaving me all by myself. His excuse? His ex-girlfriend’s Samoyed, Cotton, was depressed and on a hunger strike. Carter just "had" to go and hand-feed him. This was the seventh time this month he had abandoned me for that dog. All because of a ridiculous pact they made when they broke up: "Whenever the dog has an emotional breakdown, both "parents" must be present to comfort him." I stared at myself in the mirror,…