Getting with My Ex's Wife's Ex After Breakup — Novel

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Lily Hart thought she had it all—until the moment she stood outside the church, shattered as her fiancé exchanged vows with another woman. As tears streamed down her face, she couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal that surged through her. The life she had built with Vincent crumbled in an instant, leaving her questioning her worth and the love she thought was real. But just as despair sets in, a mysterious stranger enters the scene: Sebastian Jones, a man with his own scars and secrets, who offers her a way out of her misery.

What begins as a chance meeting spirals into a whirlwind of unexpected partnership. Sebastian proposes an audacious plan: a marriage of convenience that could restore their respective lives. But can Lily truly trust a man whose past is as complicated as her own? As they navigate the treacherous waters of their shared heartbreak, tensions rise and undeniable chemistry simmers just beneath the surface.

In a world where love seems to betray them at every turn, will they find solace in each other, or will their fragile alliance crumble under the weight of their pasts? With stakes higher than ever, Lily must decide if she's willing to risk her heart again, even as shadows of jealousy and revenge loom large.

Getting with My Ex's Wife's Ex After BreakupChapter 1

Lily's POV

"You may now kiss the bride," the priest declared, and the hall exploded with loud cheers.

The groom, my handsome fiancé Vincent, leaned down to kiss his blushing bride. I fought back tears and watched from outside the church as their lips met.

Vincent pulled back and gazed down at her with love in his eyes—the same way he had looked at me that morning when I handed him his lunch before he left for what I thought was a normal workday.

Not his wedding.

I could see our employees in the pews, people I had once called family, cheering him on as he betrayed six years of love and painful sacrifice.

His new bride, Stacy Monroe, squealed as he swept her into his arms and carried her down the aisle.

The excited crowd began to trickle out of the church, the sound of their celebration filling the street.

Unable to handle the humiliation of being discovered, I turned and walked back to my car.

I could barely get the key into the slot with how hard I was sobbing, but somehow I managed.

I set the car to reverse but was stopped by a knock on the window.