“Henry, I entrusted you with funds to plan our wedding, yet now you’re using my money to marry Yvonne, and you think I’m the one who should apologize?” 

My words made the guests start gossiping among themselves again. 

“She said she was supposed to marry Henry today. Could that be true? She doesn’t look like she’s lying.” 

“This is all an act. What do you know? She even said she gave Henry the money for this wedding. Who would believe that? She’s just some lowly secretary. She’s clearly delusional!” 

At that moment, the girl closest to me gasped when she saw the bracelet on my wrist. 

“Oh my God! Isn’t that the jade bracelet that was auctioned off two years ago? It was worth a hundred million! It shocked the entire jewelry industry at the time!” 

Hearing this, Yvonne screamed and rushed over. 

“That’s just a fake! She’s been obsessed with vanity for ages and must’ve bought some cheap imitation.” 

Because of Yvonne’s words, people immediately gave me looks of disgust. 

“No wonder she tried so hard to be with Henry. She’s just a gold digger.” 

Henry joined in. 

“You’re a gold digger with delusions. How desperate could you be, thinking you could marry me? You say I was going to marry you. Where’s the proof? 

“Did I ever buy you a wedding dress, book a church, or get you a ring? Did I ever publicly say you were my bride? 

“A wedding is sacred. I wouldn’t lie before a priest.” 

Then, Henry pulled out the wedding ring he had prepared and slid it onto Yvonne’s finger. 

Yvonne leaned shyly against him, smiling brightly. 

“See? This is our wedding!” 

Facing the guests’ doubts, I had nothing—no evidence at all.