My Fiancée’s Male Assistant Insulted Me, I Canceled the Engagement — Novel

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As Bryce Reeves stands at the precipice of his twenty-fifth birthday, anticipation quickly turns to horror. The lavish celebration he envisioned is marred by an unexpected and deeply unsettling twist: a funeral wreath prominently displayed beside his portrait, a chilling reminder of loss instead of joy. The architect of this unthinkable setup? Carson Grazer, his fiancée's male assistant, whose emotional turmoil is palpable as he clings to a photo of his late mother.

Bryce’s world spirals as his fiancée, Jenna Walton, defends Carson’s misguided intentions, forcing him to grapple with a bitter betrayal. How could she prioritize Carson’s grief over their engagement? As tensions mount, Bryce is pushed to a breaking point, his rage igniting a confrontation that threatens to unravel everything he thought he knew about love, loyalty, and respect.

Can he reclaim his birthday—and his dignity—amidst the chaos? Or has this explosive moment set in motion a series of events that will alter the course of their lives forever? In a world where love and ambition collide, who will emerge unscathed?

My Fiancée’s Male Assistant Insulted Me, I Canceled the EngagementChapter 1

As my twenty-fifth birthday banquet drew near, my fiancée said indulgently, "The new male assistant is great at planning romantic surprises. Leave the party to him, he’s sure to impress you."

I had been looking forward to this unique celebration for days. But the moment I stepped into the venue, every drop of blood in my body turned cold.

Next to a standee with my portrait stood a black plaque engraved with “In Memoriam,” surrounded by an enormous funeral wreath.

The assistant, Carson Grazer, stepped out from behind my fiancée, holding a black-and-white photo of an elderly woman. His eyes were red and swollen.

“Today marks the third anniversary of my mother’s death. She never had a birthday celebration in her life. President Walton said it was a small matter, so we combined her death anniversary with your birthday banquet, to give her a little happiness too. Brother Bryce, you don’t mind, do you?”

As I looked around at the setup, my vision went black, rage and disbelief surged straight to my head.