After My Sister Stole My Groom, They All Begged for Mercy

The day I got engaged to the richest man in the city, my mother picked up the microphone in front of everyone, smiling：

“Actually, my daughter used to be a prostitute.”

I stared at her in disbelief.

But Ervin Stephens pulled me behind him：

“Mrs. Henson, please don't joke like that again.”

Afterward, my mother apologized：

“I just wanted to see if he was sincere about you.”

But the night before the wedding, I took one bite of the food my mother had cooked. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in bed with my sister's boyfriend.