Escaping the Altar: Falling for His Billionaire Uncle
Language: en
With exactly thirty minutes left until the wedding ceremony, I found Tristan fooling around with his little side piece in the dressing room. Amidst the raucous, enabling laughter of his groomsmen, he exchanged a deep, passionate kiss with the girl, his expression utterly indifferent. "It'll be quick. The wedding goes on as planned. Don't make a scene." I didn't make a scene. I quietly ran away from my own wedding. Three years later, we crossed paths again. I was just walking out of a cathedral after lighting a candle to fulfill a promise, when Tristan grabbed my arm. "What did you…