My Fiancé’s Mom Told Him to Leave Me for a Richer Woman—So I Invited Him to a ‘Farewell Dinner’ and Taught Them Both a Lesson
Tyler had just proposed, and it wasn’t anything fancy. No fireworks, no big romantic speeches. Just him and me on my tiny balcony, surrounded by empty takeout containers, half a bottle of wine left between us. He reached into his pocket with shaking hands, pulled out a ring, and grinned so wide it made my heart flip. “Marry me?” I didn’t even let him finish. “Yes!” I practically shouted, throwing my arms around him. We started planning right away—a small, simple wedding. A ramen bar, a cosplay-themed photo booth, and