I don’t need grandkids from some small-town girl! The rich man kicked out his son upon learning his fiancée from the countryside is expecting triplets! Three years later, he came to mock him and was STUNNED by what he saw…

Then I called him, we started talking, and soon we had a romance. Victor was a businessman and very rich. He brought me to his expensive four-room apartment right in the city center, and we started living there together.

Of course, he was away a lot at work, business and all that. But when I was left alone, he left me his bank card so I wouldn’t get bored and could find entertainment. On days he was home, we went to the most expensive restaurants, exhibitions, and theater.

He brought me various gifts from his business trips. And once he even found time to take off work and take me to Egypt for nine days and ten nights. A year passed like that.

I kept waiting for him to propose. He apparently wasn’t thinking about it. And then I started hinting subtly.

I’d put on a movie about weddings, tell about a friend who got proposed to, or directly ask about the status of our relationship. I even had to throw a small scandal so he’d understand that I’m a decent girl and need an official marriage. Otherwise, he’s got it good.

We live together, and in case of breakup, I leave with nothing. And then the long-awaited day came. Victor invited me on another date.

It turned out to be a hot air balloon flight over the city. And there, in the sunset rays, at a height of a hundred meters, he proposed, giving me a ring with a diamond. A family heirloom from his grandmother.

And I was on cloud nine. We started planning the wedding. It was supposed to be a grand event.

I planned to invite the whole town so everyone could see what success I’d achieved. To rub it in the faces of all who said I’d return with nothing. Victor supported my idea.

To plan everything thoroughly, it took time, and we set the wedding date for the next year. While they sewed a dress for me on order, while I booked the largest banquet hall in the city, approved the menu and wedding cake design, 11 months flew by unnoticed. Victor was very busy during that period and appeared at home only a couple of days a week.

He worked a lot and explained it by wanting the best wedding for us. I planned everything alone, and he just asked how much money was needed and gave the amount without questions. But a couple of days before the wedding, tragedy struck.

His beloved grandmother, who was his only relative and lived halfway across the country, died. The funeral was exactly 9 days before the wedding. I saw how Victor suffered when he returned from the funeral…

He walked like a shadow and couldn’t think of anything but his loss. The wedding had to be postponed. We lost a lot of money, but it didn’t matter, because that day couldn’t be our perfect day anymore.

So Victor told me. We postponed our date another year and started preparing again. Victor promised me an even more lavish event, where I could invite not only my whole town but the neighboring one too, where everyone knew me.

He even promised to invite pop stars. All so I wouldn’t be offended by him for postponing the wedding. I couldn’t refuse that and agreed to wait another year.

You’ve all guessed, of course, that we didn’t get married the next year either. And that this scoundrel is right before you? Yes, my ex-fiancé, the father of my daughter’s husband. All eyes turned to Victor Thomas, who stood red as a tomato and dreamed of hiding from everyone.

He kept glancing at his phone, hoping someone would call and give him an excuse to step aside. But it treacherously stayed silent. And with the shattered windshield, he couldn’t drive away and was in a hopeless position.

Victor Thomas remembered everything. And the town name, Oakwood, was indeed familiar to him. He had come here to meet his fiancée’s parents.

Why did he remember only now, not earlier? Then he wouldn’t have come here for anything. On the other hand, in his youth, he was quite the ladies’ man and broke many hearts. After years, can you remember them all? Linda continued her story.

I learned the truth a week before the wedding at my bachelorette party. All my friends and a few acquaintances from the groom’s side were there. He didn’t insist on inviting them, but I really wanted some of those rich ladies at my celebration.

Restaurant booked, expensive treats, show. I was having fun and suspected nothing. Suddenly, in the middle of the evening, like a bolt from the blue, one of the guests pulled me aside and said words I couldn’t have expected.

«Linda dear, forgive me, but I can’t lie anymore,» she began. «I’m so sorry for you, I want you to know the truth. Victor will never marry you.

He’s been deceiving you all this time. He’s been married all along. His wife is the governor’s daughter.

Young, beautiful, with connections, he won’t leave her. He’s quite content with the marriage. And recently they had a son, Alex.

Yes, he lives in two families. Half the time with you, the other half with his family. And the business trips are fairy tales for both you and his wife.

He needs you because with his wife he can’t relax and is afraid to say a word against her, because in case of divorce he’d lose too much. And you’re simple, with you he can be himself. He tells his friends about you and they all laugh at how cleverly he’s leading you on.

He’s deceived you in everything from the start. And I’m not really the wife of his business partner, just a secretary. And all the guests here from his side are his subordinates whom he promised a bonus to cover for him and play along.

And he’ll cancel the wedding. A year ago, he invented the grandmother who never existed. In fact, he’s no orphan.

His parents are alive and well, but of course, he wasn’t going to introduce you to them. And this time he plans to pretend he broke his leg the day before the wedding, rehearsing your wedding dance. So badly that recovery will take another whole year.

Guess what happens next. He’ll keep postponing the wedding until you get tired and leave him. So don’t waste time on this scoundrel.

Leave.» To say I was surprised is an understatement. Of course, at first I didn’t believe this woman.

You must have your eye on my fiancé, so you’re slinging mud at him. We know your type. I replied to her.

She just shrugged and left. And we who remained continued to have fun. And six days later, the day before the wedding, my phone rang.

«Darling,» Victor’s voice sounded on the line, «you won’t believe what happened. I decided to rehearse our dance for tomorrow one more time. You know I dance like a bear stepped on all my feet…