The Trigger for Divorce: Her Lies and Betrayal
From the back cover
It was ten o'clock on the day of the wedding, and I was so excited that I hadn't slept a wink.
Early in the morning, I came across a photo on Instagram that my fiancée had posted, showing her lying in bed.
I recognized the other person in the photo—her childhood friend, Ethan.
The picture was beautifully taken, but it was clear that neither of them was wearing clothes under the sheer fabric.
I couldn't help but comment, "Great photo! Where did you take it? Not at a budget hotel for 188 dollars a night, I hope? Did you pay for it? Why not a five-star hotel? Is it because you don't like it?"
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