I Married My Ex's Uncle

On my wedding day, the high school bully who once tormented me crashed the ceremony.

I believed Carsten Morgan would stand firmly by my side.

But he let go of my hand and walked decisively toward her.

Later, when I sued the bully and exposed her past harassment, Carsten suppressed the case.

He even countersued me for defaming her reputation.

Overnight, I became the internet's laughingstock.

At a banquet, Carsten sneered with contempt, "Those scars on your body disgust me."

He added, "Give up. I've got a filthy-rich uncle backing me. You can't win."

The next moment, the uncle he bragged about wrapped an arm around my waist.

He whispered softly in my ear, "If I send them all to prison, will you choose me?"