Winnie stood outside the door, listening to the obscene words in the room, and was shaking with anger!

This is her wedding room, her and Jack's wedding room.

Every item in the room was carefully selected by her, and every layout was decided by her after careful consideration.

The wedding bed inside was just delivered yesterday.

Tomorrow is their wedding.

But today, her fiancé was on their wedding bed, passionately with other women!

Clothes were scattered from the door to the bedroom. The door was not closed tightly in time, leaving a crack, allowing her to clearly see the two people entangled on the bed!

"The person your fiancé is having sex with is my girlfriend."

Behind her stood a tall man with sharp eyes, like an eagle in the dark night, cold, proud, lonely, yet domineering.

"I...I am also a victim."

Winnie came back to her senses, her eyes red with grievance.

Her and Jack's wedding photo was still hanging on the wall, and the wedding banquet had been booked. Now she was sadder than anyone else.

"Winnie?"

Jack finally noticed someone at the door, and was so scared that he rolled off the woman.

The woman was very calm. She pulled a quilt to cover herself and showed no fear of being caught cheating by her "boyfriend".

"Winnie, listen to my explanation."

Jack pulled off the bed sheet and wrapped himself in it, then rushed over and spoke anxiously with a flushed face.

Winnie looked at him. He was obviously the man who was about to marry her, but he seemed so unfamiliar at the moment.

With a "slap", she slapped Jack in the face.

"Okay, explain."

"I didn't mean to do that. I just wanted to try out the bed and I couldn't help myself...

Winnie: "..."

If he said he was forced or drugged, she might believe it.

Now you tell her that you want to try out the bed to see if it works?

"Jack, do you take me for a fool?"

Jack's face flushed, and he shouted in anger: "Yes, I cheated, so what? It's all your fault. You were getting married but you acted so noble with me, only willing to hold my hand and not even kiss me.

Do you think this is a primary school student dating? I am a man, I also need to vent, if you don't let me touch, of course I can only touch others."

"So, you think it's my fault that you cheated on me?"

She didn't expect Jack to be so shameless. Not only did he not repent, but he also turned the tables and put all the blame on her?

I was so angry that my chest felt like it was going to explode, my brain was blank, and tears were welling up in my eyes.

"Of course it's your fault. If you had let me touch you earlier, I would definitely not have messed around with others." Jack said righteously.

After a while, he softened his tone and coaxed her: "Winnie, we are getting married tomorrow, so let's just pretend that this incident never happened.

You don't want to disappoint your grandmother, do you? She is looking forward to your marriage, and she will definitely worry about you if you cancel the wedding at the last minute."

"You're right," Winnie said with red eyes, "I can't let my grandma worry about me, so...the wedding can't be cancelled."

Jack had a smug look on his face.

He knew that girls like Winnie were the easiest to manipulate.

"I will marry you."

The man behind him suddenly spoke, saying something shocking!

Winnie turned to look at him in shock.

The man was extremely handsome, with a face like a sculpture with distinct features, and he looked very good.

"Are you kidding me?"

"You'll know if this is a joke or not if you try it." The man held her hand.

"Who are you? This is my woman."

Jack reached out angrily, trying to separate them.

But unexpectedly, the man was so strong that he waved his hand to shake him off. He then glanced coldly at the woman on the bed and pulled Winnie away.

An hour later, the two arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Do you have your ID?" the man asked.

"I always carry it with me," Winnie replied.

"Good habit."

The man praised and continued walking inside.

It is midsummer in New York right now, and today is unusually hot and muggy!

After getting out of the car and walking to the door, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on Winnie's forehead in the short distance.

Her cheeks were also rosy and her eyes looked darker and brighter.

The man held her hand, his hand was long and strong, his fingertips were steady and heavy, giving people a sense of reassuring strength and warmth.

But I was still nervous and a little uncomfortable.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally mustered up the courage to shake off the man's hand.

She raised her rosy little face, looked at him with bright eyes, and asked uncertainly: "Are you really going to marry me?"

"I don't like jokes."

The man replied.

"But I don't even know who you are. I don't understand you. I guess you don't understand me either. We don't understand each other. I don't think it's appropriate to get married like this."

Just now in front of Jack, she agreed because she was angry.

Now that she has calmed down, she feels that this is inappropriate and unfair to men.

"My last name is Bob William." After the man introduced himself, he said, "Tomorrow's wedding, between me and Jack, who do you choose?"

I don't want to choose either, Winnie thought.

But she knew it was impossible

Tomorrow's wedding must be held normally. If it is cancelled, grandma will be worried. She has no right to be willful.

"I choose you."

She felt a lump in her chest at the thought of Jack's betrayal.

It doesn't matter what the future will be like, she just wants to get through the current difficulties.

Although I feel that...the name Bob sounds familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere before?

However, she couldn't care less about that anymore, as she couldn't find anyone more suitable than him in a short period of time.

This man had a noble temperament and was particularly handsome. She had nothing special except a pretty face, so he probably had no need to deceive her.

The marriage certificate was processed very quickly and the two of them walked out soon.

But as soon as she went out, her marriage certificate was taken away by Bob.

"I'd better take it myself!" Winnie wanted to take it back.

"Put it here with me."

The man's tone was firm and he would not tolerate any refusal.

Winnie pursed her lips, not wanting to argue with him about this matter.

"By the way, tomorrow's wedding..."

"Leave these to me."

"Oh, okay."

Winnie nodded obediently.

"I'll ask the driver to take you home."

At some point, another car drove over and the driver stood on the side of the road to help her open the door.

Winnie wanted to ask him, what was he going to do?

But after thinking about it, I decided not to ask.

Although we have obtained the marriage certificate, we are not familiar with each other, so it would not be good to ask too many questions.

After getting in the car and giving her home address, she began to think about how to tell her family about this.

She should be the first one in the city to change the groom the day before the wedding.