Soul 3

Chapter 3 

On the way, Marcus’s phone vibrated several times. They were all messages from Annie asking if he had gotten home safely. 

I unlocked the screen, originally intending to politely reply. 

But then I saw his chat history with his friend. 

[This fake wedding is my last chance. If she still doesn’t come back, I’ll really have to give up.] 

[Post the news about my wedding in the class group chat, but don’t say much to others.] 

My finger froze on the screen, and I abruptly closed the phone. 

But I couldn’t help my breathing becoming rapid. 

It felt like no matter how much I tried to open my mouth, oxygen couldn’t enter my lungs. 

Tears flowed more freely and violently along the corners of my eyes. 

No wonder he suddenly proposed to me three days ago. 

No ring, no marital home, no bride price. 

Just one sentence: Don’t tell our families. 

I thought he felt guilty for not giving me enough ceremony, thought my dedication had finally moved him. 

But I never imagined that the wedding I had been looking forward to for eight years was just his bargaining chip to stimulate Annie to return to the 

country. 

The last bit of attachment I had for this relationship in my heart was finally completely exhausted. 

I could only keep comforting myself. 

Since I had already decided to leave, their affairs no longer had anything to do with me. 

After we got home, Marcus had sobered up a bit. He went straight to the bathroom to wash up. 

I prepared honey water for him as Annie had instructed. 

For these last three days, I didn’t want to leave any regrets for this relationship. 

I had just sat down on the sofa when my boss called. 

He talked about handing over my work before leaving. 

As the call ended, Marcus’s irritated voice suddenly rang out: 

“Leaving? Where are you going?” 

He was wiping his wet hair with one hand, his face expressionless as he questioned me. 

I handed him the honey water and said calmly: 

“It’s nothing, just going on a business trip.” 

He couldn’t be bothered to think more about it, or perhaps he simply didn’t care about anything concerning me. 

He took the cup and was about to drink when he noticed the honey added to it. 

His brows immediately furrowed. 

He angrily questioned me: 

“Who taught you this?” 

“Don’t just randomly look things up on the internet. Things on the internet aren’t suitable for everyone!” 

He slammed the cup heavily on the table and turned back to the bedroom. 

A bitter smile involuntarily spread across my face. 

Sure enough, the methods of a first love weren’t something I could imitate. 

The next day was originally scheduled for our wedding photo shoot. 

Marcus woke up acting as if nothing had happened, his attitude towards me as cold as ever. 

Having seen his tenderness towards Annie, I would never again think this was just his nature. 

After finishing breakfast and preparing to leave, he looked at his phone. 

Suddenly he said, “Let’s not take the wedding photos in the park. Let’s go to the school instead. I saw online that it’s trendy lately.” 

My hand paused as I was clearing the dishes. 

“Mm, whatever you say. It’s up to you.” 

I knew why he suddenly changed his mind. 

Because Annie had posted on her Moments about visiting their school this morning. 

I didn’t expose his childish lie to his face. I just didn’t want to embarrass myself as the relationship was coming to an end. 

With only a day and a half left before I left the country, I wanted to leave some dignity for both of us. 

Before leaving, I had already guessed what would happen today, so I deliberately chose a wedding dress that was easy to walk in. 

The photographer took us to the playground. Marcus looked around for a while, and finally saw a familiar figure in the corner under the trees. 

Without saying a word to me, he immediately turned and went to find Annie. 

I smiled awkwardly at the confused photographer. 

“Sorry for wasting your trip. Let’s end it here today. We’ll pay you in full.”