Wedding Day, My Fiancé’s Secretary Made Me Wear a Bridesmaid Dress Novel – Given the solitary nature of my career, I seldom socialized beyond the workplace. Unsurprisingly, my mother grew concerned—so much so that she suspected I might have no interest in men at all. Determined to fix this, she took control and set up an arranged marriage for me.
The man she chose seemed perfect on paper. He was handsome, charismatic, and the heir to the wealthiest family in city. Since I was always busy with work and had no time for shopping, my boss decided to surprise me with a custom-made wedding dress. On the wedding day, just as I was about to change and make my way down the aisle, I discovered that my dress had been tossed into the trash.
Before I could even comprehend what had happened, my so-called fiancé’s secretary stormed in and handed me a bridesmaid dress with an air of superiority. “What are you waiting for?” she demanded, her tone dismissive. “The ceremony’s about to start. Get dressed.” I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. “I’m the bride. You expect me to wear this?” She rolled her eyes as though my question was laughable.
“Just put it on. Don’t make a scene.” With a smug smile, she added, “Mr. Hawke specifically instructed that I’ll be taking your place at the altar.” I was stunned, unable to speak for a moment. Finally, I pulled out my phone and dialed my fiancé’s number. “Mr. Hawke,” I said, keeping my voice steady despite the rising anger. “Do you think your family owes me an explanation for this little switch-up?” This wedding had been confirmed and processed through multiple levels at my company.
If word got out that I was replaced last-minute, it could ruin my career. I was willing to let it go if he took responsibility and apologized. But all I received was a condescending reply.