He Postponed Our Engagement 24 Times, So I Left Him For Good

The night before our engagement party, Damian Pierce buried his face against my neck and whispered huskily:

"Little stutterer... you should really learn from Chloe how to make sounds in bed. She’s ten times better than you."

My blood ran cold in an instant.

Chloe was the daughter of my father's mistress.

Years ago, her mother forced her way into our home, driving my mother to commit suicide while pregnant with my unborn baby brother.

Damian continued nonchalantly:

"When you dropped off the engagement invitations last time, she was right beside me."