He Sent His Wife To A Mental Asylum So He Could Marry His Lover, But On The Wedding Day, She Arrived In A Supercar With An Unexpected “Gift” — And The Ending Was…

That day, the entire wedding hall sparkled like a palace. Golden lights reflected off the beaming face of the groom, a wealthy man who owned an upscale restaurant chain in the city. Beside him stood his new bride — young, beautiful, dressed in a glittering mermaid gown, bowing her head and smiling nonstop as she greeted the guests.

No one knew that just a year earlier, he had still been walking hand in hand with his true wife. She was a gentle woman who had always supported him quietly from the shadows — from the days they had nothing, until he became the admired entrepreneur everyone respected.

But everything changed. At a business party, he met his mistress: young, seductive, and skilled at flattering men. Slowly, he grew cold toward his wife. He began blaming her for ridiculous mistakes, belittling her, humiliating her — all with one goal: to drive her into an emotional breakdown.

The breaking point came one day when she collapsed in tears in his office. Without hesitation, he quietly called the hospital and signed the papers to have her admitted to a psychiatric ward, claiming that “she suffered from delusions.”

On the day they took her away, she looked at him through her tears:

“I’m not sick, I’m just tired… You believe me, don’t you?”

But he turned his face aside, avoiding her pleading eyes. In his heart, there was room for no one but his mistress.

A year later, he held his shameless wedding. He had no idea that, more than 200 kilometers away, his wife had been discharged from the hospital three months earlier. Quietly, she learned to drive, sold all her jewelry and wedding gold, and bought a used supercar… She had only one purpose: to show up at his wedding—not to plead, but to end this chapter of her life.

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He sent his wife to a mental asylum to marry his lover, but right in the middle of the wedding, she appeared in a supercar with a “gift” that destroyed everything…

That day, the wedding hall glittered like a palace. Golden lights illuminated the radiant face of the groom—Rodrigo, a successful businessman who owned a chain of luxury restaurants in Mexico City.

Beside him stood Camila, the young and beautiful bride, dressed in a sequined mermaid gown. She smiled endlessly, bowing her head as she welcomed the guests.


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No one knew that just a year earlier, Rodrigo had still been walking hand in hand with his wife, Mariana—a gentle woman who had stood by him through everything, from the days they had nothing until he became the admired man he was.

But Rodrigo changed. At a business dinner, he met Camila—young, seductive, and skilled at flattering men. Slowly, he grew cold toward Mariana. He began blaming her for trivial things, humiliating her, and pushing her to the brink of collapse.

The final blow came one afternoon in his office. As Mariana sobbed uncontrollably, Rodrigo quietly called the hospital and signed the papers to have her committed, claiming, “She’s suffering from delusions.”

The day they took her away, she looked at him through her tears:

“I’m not sick, I’m just tired… You believe me, right?”

But Rodrigo turned away, refusing to meet her eyes. In his heart, there was room for only one woman—Camila.

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A year later, Rodrigo planned a lavish wedding. What he didn’t know was that Mariana had been discharged from the hospital three months earlier. She had moved nearly 200 kilometers away, learned to drive, and sold all her jewelry to buy a used 2016 supercar. She had only one purpose: to show up at his wedding—not to plead, but to end this chapter of her life.

The music swelled as the master of ceremonies announced the cake cutting. Suddenly, the roar of an engine thundered outside, drowning out the orchestra. Guests turned their heads in shock. A sleek sports car screeched to a halt at the entrance, smoke curling around its tires.

Mariana stepped out. She wasn’t dressed in a gown or styled by a salon. She wore a simple white dress, her hair loose, her eyes cold and steady. In her hands was an elegantly wrapped gift box. The hall fell into complete silence.

Rodrigo froze, his face pale:

“M-Mariana… What… what are you doing here?”

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She didn’t answer. Instead, she smiled faintly, walked up to the stage, and handed the box to Camila. Her voice rang out, clear and unwavering:

“Congratulations to both of you. This is my wedding gift. I promise, you’ll never forget it.”

With trembling hands, Camila opened the box. Inside, there were no explosives or weapons—only a stack of official documents: title deeds to the entire restaurant chain and a transfer agreement bearing Rodrigo’s signature.

Mariana’s voice remained calm:

“Everything he has today was built with my sacrifice, my money, and my effort. But I’ve already sold all my shares to the majority shareholder. From now on, Rodrigo is nothing more than the ‘traitorous groom’ at this wedding.”

A wave of shock swept through the hall. Influential businessmen rose to leave, and phones began ringing non-stop. Rodrigo collapsed in disbelief, while Camila clutched the box as if it were burning her hands.

Mariana looked at him with a bitter smile:

“I’m not crazy. I never was. The crazy one is you—for thinking you could bury me just to live with your mistress.”

With those words, she turned and walked away under hundreds of stunned gazes. Some guests even applauded her out of respect. The engine roared once more, and Mariana disappeared into the night, leaving behind a wedding reduced to ashes from its very first moment.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.