The Day My Toxic Shotgun Wedding Blew Up
Language: en
On the day my childhood best friend—and husband—caused the biggest scene, he slapped me for the sake of the little girl he loved. I didn't just take it. I exploded and broke three of his ribs in return. He screamed that he wanted a divorce, but I refused. At the time, I thought we would just keep tormenting each other like this until we both died. But reality hit me fast. Three months later, I fell head over heels for a sweet, innocent younger guy. He's currently chasing me, begging to make things official. So, I was forced to pull that familiar number out of my block list. When I…