My Ex-fiancée, Who Left Me during Illness, Calls My New Beloved Wife on My Wedding Night

James is in love with Kaylee and believes their wedding will result in a happily ever after. But what happens when his ex-fiancée reveals a dark truth about Kaylee on their wedding night?

Hey there, I’m James. Never thought I’d share something like this, but life’s full of surprises, right?

So, my world came crashing down when Lisa, my ex-fiancée, walked out on me. Just when I needed her the most, after my cancer diagnosis, she said she wanted to “enjoy her life” and not be tied down. It hit me hard. I mean, I was already fighting for my life, and then this? I stopped believing in love altogether. Thought it was all just a sham.

Fast forward a bit, and there’s light at the end of the tunnel. Beat cancer, got myself back in shape, and my new business started doing really well. And then, when I least expected it, life introduced me to Kaylee.

She was like a breath of fresh air. With her, everything felt different, real. She made me laugh. Made me feel alive again. We clicked, and before I knew it, I was down on one knee with a ring, and she said yes.

Our wedding was something out of a fairy tale — a beautiful ceremony in Greece, where I happened to be on a business trip. Kaylee had always dreamed of a wedding in Greece, so when the business trip was confirmed, I was thrilled and invited her along.

Since our families couldn’t join us, we planned a celebration for them back home when we returned. But then, on our first night together as a married couple, Kaylee got this serious look and told me I needed to take a call. It was Lisa, my ex-fiancée, on the other end of the line.

I was confused. Why was she calling Kaylee?

“Hello?” I said.

“James, I want to be back with you, or I’ll ruin your life,” Lisa threatened. “Remember, I know people who could easily damage your reputation and hurt your business.”

I started recording the call. “How did you get my wife’s number?” I asked. “And how dare you threaten me? It was your decision to leave me!”

I heard her laugh on the call. “Do you really think she’s just your wife? She’s my sister!”

“Your what?” I asked, shocked.

“Yeah, she’s my sister. We planned this whole thing. After you got sick, I couldn’t handle it, but I regretted leaving every day. I wanted to make things right. So, we cooked up this plan for her to win you over, make you happy, and eventually reunite us. I never imagined she’d actually marry you. If you’d been this wealthy back then, with someone to care for you, I wouldn’t have left.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. My whole relationship was a setup? Kaylee was faking it all? But then, I remembered all the moments Kaylee and I shared, the laughs, the kisses. It all felt too real.

“Look,” I told Lisa, trying to keep my cool, “this is messed up. You can’t just play with people’s lives like that! And I’m married now. I love Kaylee.”

“I don’t care. I want to get back with you, James,” she said boldly. “And I always get what I want.”

I felt my anger rising. “This time, you won’t, Lisa. I’m not your castaway toy. So, goodbye!” I said and hung up.

Then, I faced Kaylee. “Was she telling the truth?” I asked.

Kaylee nodded slowly, and my heart sank.

“Why did you marry me, then?” I asked.

She reached out and held my hand. “I went along with the plan initially, but I promise, every moment with you, every laugh, every kiss, it was real for me, James. I genuinely fell for you and I forgot the plan entirely. I’ve wanted to tell you everything, but I was terrified of losing you. When Lisa found out about your recent success, she began blackmailing me, asking me to leave you. I’m so sorry I kept you in the dark, James. I really love you.”

At that point, I felt several emotions at once — betrayal, love, anger — all mixed up. But one thing was clear, my feelings for Kaylee were genuine, and so were hers for me. I could see the truth in her eyes, and in my heart, I knew I would forgive her.

After a long, emotional talk, we decided to start over. No lies, no schemes this time. Just us figuring out this crazy, unconventional love story.

As for Lisa? She’s just a distant memory now, a reminder that sometimes, the most twisted paths lead to the best places. With the recording of our phone call in my hands, she no longer has the power to threaten us. Kaylee and I are also looking forward to going back home soon to celebrate with our family and friends. Of course, Lisa won’t be on the guest list.

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