Crashing My Wife's Secret Wedding

On my fiancée's birthday, she told me she was heading back to her small hometown to visit family.

Wanting to surprise her, I secretly drove after her.

But the second I stepped out of my car, I saw her childhood best friend decked out in a full tuxedo, sneering at me.

"Look who decided to crawl back from the city! What's a corporate slave doing here? Don't blame me for your lost wages when nobody invited you!"

"Then again, it makes sense. You spent all those years simping after her, only for my goddess to become my wife. Guess you just had to get one last look."