Chapter 5
The last day was originally planned for getting our marriage license.
When I walked out of the room, he was already gone.
No explanation, no message.
I habitually checked Annie’s Moments and sure enough, saw that she had posted about being in the hospital for an IV drip.
[When will I learn to take care of myself? After ten years, I still have to rely on you.]
How could an adult end up in the hospital knowing full well what they’re allergic to?
I couldn’t fathom it, nor did I want to waste time exploring the question.
I spent the day packing my luggage.
Marcus still hadn’t appeared by evening.
He only sent a message saying he was working overtime.
Looking at the four characters on the screen, my heart was full of sarcasm.
He couldn’t even be bothered to think of a believable lie to tell me.
That day when I called his team leader, the other party had specifically said they hadn’t assigned him any work to ensure he could relax during his wedding leave.
I guess he’s probably working overtime at the hospital now.
At midnight, the countdown on my phone wallpaper finally reached 0.
I had spent the night on the sofa, got up the next morning to wash up, and headed straight to the airport.
On the way, I couldn’t help but feel relieved.
It’s a good thing the wedding was fake and we hadn’t notified our families. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t know how to explain running away from the wedding to my parents.
As I entered the airport, I called Marcus to talk about breaking up.
The ringtone had barely started when he hung up.
Then, he sent a voice message.
His tone was extremely impatient:
“I’ll be there soon, what’s the rush? I said I’d have the wedding, I’m not going to run away, am I?”
“Annie got discharged early to attend the wedding, and she even got in a car accident on the way. Can’t you be more understanding?”
“Just keep my friends calm for now, I have something to tell you today.”
When the voice message ended, I expressionlessly typed out a text message to him.
[Let’s break up. The wedding is yours now.]
