Soul 6

Chapter 6 

Without waiting for his reply, I directly blocked and deleted his contact information. 

I also specifically set my phone to airplane mode before boarding the plane. 

During the ten-hour flight, half the time I closed my eyes, all I could see were the eight years we spent together. 

When you’ve loved for so long, loving him seems to have become my habit. 

Suddenly separating felt as difficult as severing ties with a blood relative. 

The moment I set foot on foreign soil, I felt a sense of being in another world. 

As if everything could start anew. 

As soon as I turned on my phone, the first call I received was from the frantic wedding planning company. 

“MissBeckett, is your wedding still on? The few guests we had have all left!” 

“We’ve never encountered a situation like this before, the bride didn’t show up, and the groom is nowhere to be seen!” 

“We called Mr. White to explain the situation, but as soon as he heard you didn’t show up, he angrily hung up the phone. We had a hard time contacting you!” 

My hand holding the phone froze in mid-air. 

While getting a taxi, I calmly replied, “Then let’s cancel it. I’ve already paid the final installment, and you’ve completed your work. Thank you for your efforts.” 

I hung up the phone and got into the car. 

On the way, the bitterness in my heart surged uncontrollably. 

The last bit of hope in my heart that Marcus would be frantic with worry when he saw I was missing also completely shattered. 

Forget it, he could even miss the wedding, what difference would it make if he knew I ran away from the wedding? 

I rushed to the apartment building according to the address my boss gave me. Just as I was about to go up with my luggage, Marcus’s friend called again. 

We’ve already broken up, there’s no need to contact his friends in the future. 

I might as well make things clear. 

I hesitated for two seconds before answering, but the other end was filled with Marcus’s furious cursing: 

“Tessa, what the hell are you doing? Who gave you the guts to block my number? Where are you? Speak!” 

“Didn’t I explain to you? Annie was in a car accident, I just couldn’t get away from here. Can’t you stop being so unreasonable?” 

“You didn’t go to the wedding today, did you? Where are you now? Send me your address!” 

My brows furrowed, and I coldly said: 

“Didn’t you see the message I sent you? We’ve already broken up. Where I go has nothing to do with you anymore!” 

“I’ve also blocked your friend’s number. Don’t contact me in the future!” 

I didn’t expect him to miss the wedding first, and now he had the nerve to call and question me! 

Before he could speak again, I directly hung up the phone and added this number to the blacklist as well. 

Chapter 6 

I walked into the apartment building, dragging my luggage into the elevator. 

After tidying up the room a bit, I had just sat down on the sofa to rest when my boss called. 

His voice was filled with obvious concern: 

Tessa, didn’t you tell your husband about going abroad? He just called my office, sounding almost frantic and ready to report you missing. I ended up giving 

im your address overseas…” 

My breath caught, and I let out a long sigh into the phone. 

It’s fine, it doesn’t matter. He can know if he knows. By the way, we’re not married, and he has nothing to do with me anymore.” 

My boss seemed to understand a bit from my brief words. 

n the end, he just reminded me not to let personal issues affect my work, then hung up. 

irritably ruffled my hair and opened the blocked messages on my phone. 

nly then did I see that the screen was full of his number. 

n our eight years together, the number of times he actively contacted me didn’t add up to as many as today. 

t was both laughable and ironic. 

erhaps he just didn’t want his simple wedding to be missing both main characters, making it too embarrassing. 

low I finally had time to open my photo album and clear out the pictures I had secretly taken of him. 

My finger slid across the screen, as if loving him all over again. 

he moment the photos were completely deleted, I stood up from the sofa and went downstairs. 

bought a bottle of whiskey and came back up. 

When we were together, he wouldn’t allow me to drink, even when I was upset, I could only stare out the window. 

Otherwise, he would throw me out of the house along with the alcohol. 

fter breaking up, I regained my freedom. 

low, as if in defiance, I poured myself a full glass and drank it all at once. 

he alcohol hit me, making my consciousness gradually blur.