Reborn The Bride Who Turned Her Slander Into a Weapon

On my wedding day, the woman who called herself the little queen of the opera scene showed up uninvited.

Sally Perez took my hand and that of my fiancé, Owen Fleming, and dabbed at her eyes the whole time.

"You'd better treat Arlene well. If it weren't for you, she'd have ended things long ago, back when the cook had his way with her."

"And Arlene, you have to keep yourself decent from now on. Don't go throwing yourself at men over a dinner roll!"

I was furious and frantic, explaining as hard as I could.

But no one believed me.