Husband’s s*x Tape on Display at Our Wedding Novel – We had been together for seven years, and I never knew my fiancé had a first love he cherished deeply. That was, until the night before our wedding, when I received an anonymous email.
Inside was a video of him with his first love, and the intimate scenes were beyond disgusting. Afterwards, I overheard him say to her, “If only you were the one in the wedding dress. The thought of marrying Aurora makes me sick to my stomach.” And then—just as he had hoped, I ran away from the wedding. But he lost his mind.
ic_default revenge second chance drama Chapter 1 The Anonymous Email We had been together for seven years, and I never knew my fiancé had a first love he cherished deeply. That was, until the night before our wedding, when I received an anonymous email.
Inside was a video of him with his first love, and the intimate scenes were beyond disgusting. Afterwards, I overheard him say to her, “If only you were the one in the wedding dress. The thought of marrying Aurora makes me sick to my stomach.” And then—just as he had hoped, I ran away from the wedding.
But he lost his mind. ***** The night before the wedding, I was up early, writing my vows with dark circles under my eyes. To make sure our wedding went off without a hitch, I hadn’t had a full night’s sleep for days. I had taken care of everything—everything for the wedding was in my hands. My fiancé, Cadell Hartman, claimed he was busy with work and had been glued to his office for the past few days.
I believed him. Even the vows were written by me—two versions, his and mine. Right when I was finishing the last line, an anonymous email pinged on my phone. Curious, I clicked on it, only to be greeted by a shocking video. The couple in the video were entangled in an intimate embrace, their heavy breaths and soft moans filling my ears.
I initially thought it was some prank video, but then I froze as soon as I recognized the man’s face. There was no mistaking it—it was my fiancé, Cadell. My grip on the mouse tightened, and I stared at the screen for what felt like an eternity, the birthmark on his waist clearly visible. In that instant, the weight of the reality dawned on me—it was really him. I could hardly believe it.
There was no sign of it being tampered with—it was real. My fiancé had cheated on me just days before our wedding. The video showed him passionately holding a woman, thrusting into her, his delighted sighs filling the space. Compared to the gentle, well-mannered man I knew, he looked like a completely different person. Blood rushed to my head. I clenched my teeth, tasting the blood rising in my throat, the fury building up inside me.
My eyes locked on the scene, the bed, the surrounding decor—it all felt eerily familiar. Until I saw the bedsheets… The very same sheets I had meticulously chosen for our wedding night! Cadell had taken this woman into our bedroom—the one I had prepared for us—and slept with her just before our wedding? Anger and disbelief flooded my mind, leaving me frozen. I had been with Cadell for seven years, and I never knew about this first love he held so dear. He had hidden it so well—if it hadn’t been for that anonymous email, I’d still be completely in the dark.