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My Fiancé Bet Me Away, So I Married His Best Friend
Novelix
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My fiancé, Spencer, thought I would always forgive him. Even after he lost another stupid bet to his childhood friend Brooke and told me to date another man for three days, he was sure I would never actually do it. This time, I chose his friend Colin instead. While Spencer let Brooke take over our wedding, our home, and every boundary I tried to set, I finally realized I was completely done. So when Colin offered me a way out, I took it. The day before I was supposed to marry Spencer, I married Colin instead.
Chapters (2)
第1章
The third time Spencer lost a bet to Brooke, he looked over at me with a grin.
“Same deal as last time.”
I already knew what that meant.
Brooke laughed. “Three days. You have to date someone else for three days.”
Spencer leaned closer.
“Come on, Meg. Don’t chicken out again.”
I almost laughed.
He was the one who’d lost the bet, but somehow I was always the one who had to pay for it.
The first two times, I’d gotten upset and left. Spencer knew I’d never actually date someone else, which was probably why he thought the whole thing was so funny.
This time, I didn’t leave.
I looked at him. “You’re sure?”
Before Spencer could answer, Brooke jumped in.
“Obviously. That’s the bet.”
“Okay.”
I got up and walked over to Colin McAllister, who was sitting off to the side with a drink, mostly staying out of everyone’s nonsense.
I sat down next to him and looked back at Spencer.
“I pick Colin.”
The room went quiet fast.
Spencer’s smile dropped.
Brooke looked between us. “Wait, seriously?”
I hooked my arm through Colin’s.
“You said another guy. Colin’s another guy.”
Spencer stared at me.
“Meg, come on.”
“What?”
“You know I was joking.”
“Really? Because two minutes ago you were telling me not to chicken out.”
Brooke let out an awkward laugh.
“Okay, but Colin’s different.”
“How?”
She glanced at Spencer.
“He’s his friend.”
I shrugged. “Nobody said friends were off-limits.”
Spencer got up and came over.
“That’s enough. Come sit back down.”
He reached for my arm, but Colin casually stopped him.
Spencer looked at him.
“What are you doing?”
Colin raised an eyebrow. “Pretty sure she already picked.”
“Don’t start.”
“I’m not the one who made the bet.”
Spencer’s jaw tightened.
“Megan’s just pissed off.”
I looked at him. “No, I’m literally doing what you told me to do.”
Brooke stepped closer.
“Meg, seriously, you and Spencer are getting married next week. You can’t actually date one of his friends right before the wedding.”
Spencer nodded.
“Exactly. This is getting ridiculous.”
That almost made me smile.
It was only ridiculous now that I’d said yes.
Spencer lowered his voice.
“Come on. Just come back over here.”
“No.”
“Megan.”
“What?”
“Stop making this into a whole thing.”
I’d heard that before.
Two weeks earlier, Brooke had practically taken over our wedding planning.
She changed the flowers, rearranged the reception setup, and kept making decisions with Spencer without even asking me.
When I finally said something, Spencer barely looked up from his phone.
“Brooke’s just helping. Don’t make it weird.”
So I’d stopped arguing.
At some point, Brooke became more involved in my wedding than I was.
Spencer crouched beside me.
“We’re getting married in a week. Can you please not do this in front of everyone?”
I looked at him.
“You’re embarrassed?”
“Obviously.”
“Interesting.”
He frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing.”
I pulled my arm away from Colin and stood up.
Spencer visibly relaxed, probably thinking I was finally giving in.
Instead, I grabbed my purse.
“If me actually going along with your stupid bet is this big of a problem, maybe we should just put the wedding on hold.”
His expression changed immediately.
“What?”
I met his eyes.
“Maybe we shouldn’t get married next week.”
第2章
Spencer just stared at me like he was waiting for me to take it back.
“What did you say?”
“I said maybe we shouldn’t get married next week.”
For a second, he looked genuinely shocked. Then he gave this short, disbelieving laugh.
“Megan, are you serious? You’re calling off our wedding over a stupid bet?”
“I said put it on hold.”
“That’s basically the same thing.”
Brooke stepped in before I could answer.
“Meg, maybe just think about it for a second. The invitations already went out, and your parents have probably told everyone they know. If you cancel a week before the wedding, people are going to talk.”
She wasn’t wrong.
My parents weren’t wealthy like Spencer’s family, and they’d already spent more than they were comfortable with because they wanted the wedding to be nice. Canceling now would mean explaining everything to relatives, friends, coworkers, and everyone else who’d already made plans to come.
Spencer must’ve seen the hesitation on my face, because he relaxed a little.
“Exactly. What are you even going to tell your parents? That you canceled the wedding because of a game?”
The way he said it made something in me sink.
He wasn’t worried I might leave. He was already counting on the fact that I wouldn’t.
I looked at him and thought about the Spencer I’d known years ago, when the two of us were living in a tiny apartment and barely making rent.
Back then, his family had wanted him to be with Brooke too. Their parents had been close forever, and on paper, the two of them made perfect sense.
Spencer refused.
His parents cut him off after that. They froze his cards, took back the car they’d bought him, and made it pretty clear to people in their circle that helping him would come with consequences.
He still stayed.
One night, when things were especially bad, we were lying on a mattress because we couldn’t afford a proper bed yet. He wrapped an arm around me and said, “I don’t care what happens. I’m not leaving you.”
I believed him.
Eventually, his family backed off, and we got engaged. For a while, I honestly thought we’d made it through the hard part.
Somewhere along the way, though, things changed.
Spencer reached for my hand.
“Come on. Enough. Tonight got out of hand.”
I pulled my hand away.
“I’ll drive you home,” he said, then looked over at Colin. “She’s mad at me. Don’t take any of this seriously.”
Colin didn’t say anything.
Neither did I.
When we got to Spencer’s car, Brooke slid into the passenger seat like she always did, and I ended up in the back.
Halfway home, she started talking about the wedding.
“I was thinking the white roses might be kind of boring. What about champagne roses?”
“Sure,” Spencer said. “Whatever you think looks better.”
Brooke smiled, then glanced at me in the rearview mirror.
“What do you think, Meg? If you hate them, we can keep the white ones. It’s your wedding.”
Before I could answer, Spencer said, “She doesn’t care. Change them.”
Brooke nodded. “Okay, perfect.”
I leaned back against the seat and looked out the window.
She’d already changed the reception layout, helped redo the seating chart, and somehow become the person Spencer called whenever there was a wedding decision to make.
At some point, I’d stopped being part of the planning altogether.
“You’re right,” I said.
Spencer looked at me in the mirror.
“What?”
“I don’t care.”
He frowned, but Brooke had already started talking about centerpieces.
I took out my phone.
There was a message from Colin waiting for me.
Think about what I said.
I opened the chat and stared at it for a few seconds before typing back.
I don’t need to think about it. I’m in.
His reply came almost immediately.
You sure?
I looked up at Spencer and Brooke. They were still talking about flowers for a wedding neither of them had bothered to ask me about.
Then I typed:
Yeah.
