There are a thousand ways to ruin a wedding. Standing up as the ex-girlfriend and shouting 'By the way, I'm pregnant' while he's at the altar with another woman is definitely one of the best.
Eight months ago, I was just the new assistant at Morgan Enterprises. Until that one night I was working late and Alexander Morgan surprised me in his office.
One night. That was all we had. The next day, I was fired. By HR, for flimsy reasons.
Two weeks later, I found out about his engagement. To the daughter of his biggest business partner. An arranged marriage to unite two empires.
When the pregnancy test came back positive, I decided to keep it to myself. He'd made his choice and had me removed.
But fate is a cruel thing. Because, of all people, I was the one hired to plan his wedding. The perfect celebration for the perfect couple.
Every day, I watch him smile at her. While his child grows inside of me. I was going to stay silent. I really was.
Until I found out that after the wedding, he plans to take over his wife's company and fire all of its employees.
So here I stand, in the front pew of the church, waiting for the priest to say the words, "If anyone has any objection to this union…"
