The lengthy ceremony finally ended.
The door to the waiting room opened, and Ethan stood in the doorway.
He pressed his fingers against his temples, looking strained. “I’ll make this up to you. I’ll also go explain things to your parents…”
I cut him off. “Don’t bother. They’re my parents, not yours.”
“They have nothing to do with you anymore, so don’t bother,” I continued.
He looked stunned.
Ethan’s face showed exhaustion as he said, “Don’t say things you don’t mean. You know Anna’s illness has been hard on her. What’s the harm in making a small concession?”
Even now, he still believed he had done nothing wrong. He was still defending Anna.
For a moment, I did not know what else to say to him.
“Think of it as just anger if you want,” I said, “Today I’ll pack my things and move out. I’ll have someone sell the apartment. If you don’t want to sell it, just transfer my family’s portion of the money to my account.”
As I finished speaking, I spotted my parents standing not far away.
“That’s all,” I said before I hurried after them.
At this moment, several relatives had gathered around my parents.
As I approached, I overheard someone say, “I can’t believe she got dumped like that.”
My aunt, Isabelle Landry, was still blabbering on. “This is what happens when a girl is too assertive. Getting replaced on her own wedding day… how embarrassing.”
I pulled my parents aside, pained by the awkwardness on their faces. Despite her being my elder, I shot back at Aunt Isabelle.
“Are you my aunt or Ethan’s?
“Him switching brides last minute shows his irresponsibility and dishonesty. Him not consulting me shows his arrogance and disrespect. What does that have to do with me being assertive?
