At a wedding reception, the man she loved the most married the woman she hated the most, while she herself was raped by a strange man in the lounge... Since then, her life had changed drastically. Cheap, slutty, shameless... She was pushed step by step into a desperate situation and ended up with a car accident. Five years later, she changed her identity and returned with her son. When the shadows of five years ago reappeared over her, that strange man showed up domineeringly. "Honey, go home and make food. As your husband, I'll take care of those bad guys for you!"
"Charley, do you really not remember me?"
Jane stopped the groom at today's wedding. She looked at the childhood sweetheart in front of her, "You clearly said you wanted to marry me …"
"Move aside." Charley's face was cold, and he could not hide his disgust.
Jane's heart ached from being stabbed. She clenched her fists and said, "I won't. If I move aside, you will marry another woman …"
Moreover, that woman was her half—sister Vivian, the daughter of the mistress who killed her mother and stole everything from her!
Charley frowned. He lost all patience and didn't even want to talk to Jane. He directly called the security guard to drive her away.
"No!" Jane struggled to grab Charley's arm and anxiously said, "Charley, think seriously. I'm Jane who grows up with you and your favorite … ah!"
Before she could finish her sentence, Charley raised his hand and pushed her away. Jane staggered and fell on the carpet.
"Jane, can you be less shameless? How many times have I told you that I don't know you?! It's impossible for me to love you. The only person I love is Vivian!"
After he finished speaking, he indifferently stepped over Jane's body.
"Charley," Vivian's soft voice sounded from the other side of the corridor. "Come over quickly. Our wedding is about to begin."
"Coming." Charley's voice was gentle. "Are you tired? You haven't eaten breakfast today."
"It doesn't matter …"
The two of them talked sweetly and gradually left.
Jane knelt on the ground, lowered her head and laughed bitterly at herself.
She was the young miss of the Johnson Family, but ever since Vivian came, she had been ruthlessly kicked out by her father. Her childhood sworn lover, who swore to marry her, was snatched away by Vivian when she was accidentally injured.
The most important things in her life were all ruthlessly plundered by Vivian …
Jane propped herself up, bit her lower lip, and walked straight to the wedding.
She was unwilling, she couldn't just let Vivian off like this …
"B*tch, what do you want?!" Before Jane could walk out of the corridor, she was grabbed by her stepmother, Mary. "Don't try to ruin Vivian's wedding!"
She was extremely strong and pulled Jane to the side.
"Let go of me! I'm going to get my belongings back!"
"Nothing belongs to you! Those belong to Vivian!" Mary grabbed Jane's arm tightly and pulled her into a dark lounge.
"What are you doing …"
"Clang!" The door to the lounge was slammed heavily.
"Open the door! Let me out!" Jane smashed the door hard, "Mary, this is imprisonment, it's against the law!"
Mary sneered, "So what if I imprison you? Other than you, who dares to cause trouble at President Green's wedding?"
After saying that, she stepped on her high heels and left proudly …
When Mary reached the corner, she couldn't wait to take out her cell phone and dial a number, "Have you got the things you prepared? Hurry up and send it to the woman's lounge! Today, I'm going to deal with that b*tch! How dare she still be arrogant?!"
In the lounge.
Jane fiercely kicked the closing door and was extremely upset.
Outside, the music of the wedding could be faintly heard. Jane hugged her knees and curled up in a corner of the pitch—black room. Listening to the sweet and lively music, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
Her lover would henceforth be someone else's husband …
Jane remembered the sweet memories of her and Charley. She became more and more sad and her mood was in a trance. Suddenly, a loud "clang" sound rang out and the door was knocked open.
She was shocked, "Who is it?"
The lounge was dark, with only the bright light pouring in from the doorway. He had wide shoulders and long legs and seemed to be an extraordinary man.
Jane narrowed her eyes and tried to see the mysterious man's face clearly. "Who are you? Are you here to help me open the door?"
The man's face was blurred in a halo. Jane could not see it clearly and took a bold step forward.
But at this moment, the man actually locked the door of the lounge.