Regret After the Breakup: My Ex-Fiancée Wants Back In

But no matter how long we waited, Jenna still didn't show. The guests started whispering among themselves, wondering where the star of the night was. Jenna's parents exchanged awkward glances, and Mom's face showed a hint of worry.

I gently placed my hand over Mom's. This time, I vowed I wouldn't let her or Dad suffer any pain because of me.

After another half hour, the hotel doors finally opened. Everyone's eyes turned to the entrance. My parents even stood up, ready to welcome their future daughter-in-law. Mom held a gift she had prepared and was about to walk to the door. She even gave me a gentle push from behind.

But before she could take a step, she froze.

It was definitely Jenna at the entrance, but she was holding the hand of a foreign man and leaning against him. She didn't need to say anything for everyone to understand their relationship. The man was tall and lean with fair skin. Though of a different race, it was clear to everyone that he was handsome.

Some eyes quietly shifted to me. Sympathy was clear in their gaze. Everyone knew Jenna and I had been engaged since high school. I had waited five long years for her, turning down countless well-off young women, all just to marry her once she finished her studies.

But who could have guessed this? Though she had returned, her heart was already with someone else.

Jenna's parents looked grim, and my parents' expressions darkened.

Jenna's father, Gideon Cooper, pointed at the door and shouted, "Either you make him leave, or both of you get out!"

Jenna gripped that man's hand tightly, not letting go for a second.

Gideon's anger boiled over. Just as he was about to smash his wine glass on the floor, I stopped him and whispered, "Mr. Cooper, don't make things worse."

But Jenna didn't care. She confidently stepped forward, stood in front of Gideon and Erin, and declared loudly, "This is my boyfriend, Simon Collins. He's the only person I want to marry in this life!"

The guests murmured in surprise.

Gideon finally lost it and threw his glass down. "I don't agree! How can you do this to Calvin? He waited for you five whole years!"

I knew mentioning me was just an excuse. He didn't want his daughter to marry a foreigner, and the Coopers still needed Weber Group's support.

In my last life, I was too naive. I was so sure Jenna was meant to be my wife that I tried to win her back without hesitation. But I forgot one thing. What I would end up winning back was either indifference or resentment. She only married me out of pressure, so she was unhappy about it.

She had put on an act for three years, fooling everyone into thinking she was happily mine. Meanwhile, she was secretly eating away at Weber Group, slowly gaining control until everything was ready for the final strike.

She was the perfect hunter, and we were all just her prey.

At that moment, the man beside her asked in broken Ofreinean, "Jenna, you're engaged?"

"Honey, that was arranged by my family. I don't love him. The only one I love is you. The only one I want to marry is you," Jenna replied.

"Oh, I love you too."

They shamelessly showed off their love, making Gideon's anger flare even more.

Just as he was about to flip the table, I held his arm and said, "Mr. Cooper, let's call off the engagement. Jenna has found someone she loves. I'm willing to let her go. From today on, we have nothing to do with each other, and the same goes for our families—"

Before I finished, Gideon snapped, "You can't do that!"

"Well, Mr. Cooper, what do you want me to do? Don't forget, your family's reputation isn't the only thing that matters. My family's pride isn't something to be trampled on either!"