My Fiancé Skipped Our Wedding for His Assistant — Then I Married the Billionaire Who Had Loved Me
Chapter 14
One year later, Natalie sat in the office of her growing event company.
On the wall was a photograph from her wedding to Alexander.
Not expensive.
Not perfect.
Just happy.
She looked at it sometimes and remembered how unlikely the journey had been.
Her former fiancé had abandoned her.
His assistant had betrayed her.
Her reputation had collapsed.
And somehow, all of it had led her toward the one man who had loved her quietly for years.
Alexander entered carrying coffee.
“You’re working again.”
“You’re late.”
“It’s nine in the morning.”
“Exactly.”
He kissed her forehead.
“How’s my wife?”
“Busy.”
“Terrible answer.”
She smiled.
“Happy.”
“Better.”
They looked out the window together.
Natalie had once believed marriage meant finding someone who would never leave.
Now she understood.
Marriage meant finding someone who stayed when leaving would have been easier.
Someone who didn’t love only the glamorous version of you.
Someone who saw you when you were broken.
And still believed you could rebuild.
