Chapter 4

The comment section was filled exclusively with members of the Langdon family.

From their comments, it was clear they all knew about Dashiell marrying Melody.

I thought back to my recent visit to the Langdon family.

The Langdons' kindness towards me.

It all seemed utterly laughable now.

I couldn't help but wonder if they were all secretly mocking me when I talked about the wedding at the Langdon house.

My boyfriend had legally married someone else, yet here I was, eagerly anticipating a sham wedding.

I raised my hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of my eye and headed home.

Before Dashiell and I had set our wedding date, the Langdons had already given us engagement gifts and a dowry.

Once I got home, I packed everything they'd sent into cardboard boxes.

On the day of the wedding ceremony, I planned to return all the gifts they had given us.

After that, I would have no further connection with the Langdon family.

After the abortion procedure, my body was very weak, so I decided to take a few days off to rest at home.

One day, as I was drifting in and out of sleep, I vaguely sensed someone approaching.

As I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar face.Dashiell caressed my icy hands, his face etched with concern. "Summer, are you feeling unwell? How about I take you to the hospital for a check-up?"

In the past, I would have playfully thrown myself at him, seeking warmth in his embrace.

But now, I withdrew my hands from his grasp, tucking them under the covers. My voice was muffled as I replied, "It's just a common cold. No need for a hospital visit."

Dashiell, oblivious to my resistance, shook his head helplessly. "Why didn't you tell me you were sick? We're about to get married. There's no need for such formalities between us."

At the mention of marriage, my foggy mind gradually cleared.

Marriage? Right, he did get married.

I glanced at the cardboard box tucked away in the corner and said softly, "You're right. Since we're getting married, you should take your things back with you today."

We weren't living together, but he would occasionally stay over for short periods, so there were quite a few of his personal belongings around the house.

The day I returned from the hospital, I had packed everything up.

Dashiell didn't notice anything amiss and smiled. "Alright, we'll be moving to our new place after the wedding anyway."

I didn't respond to his comment.That night, Dashiell made me a warm bowl of century egg and lean pork porridge before preparing to leave with his things.

Watching his retreating figure, I softly said, "Don't come over for the next while. I've caught a cold and I don't want to infect you. Just stay home and prepare to be the most handsome groom."

He felt helpless hearing this, but still followed my wishes.

For the next few days, he didn't come over, but still messaged me from time to time as usual.

I always replied perfunctorily.

Time flew by, and soon it was the day of the wedding.

I didn't put on the wedding dress Dashiell personally designed to rush towards the future I once dreamed of.

Instead, I bought a high-speed rail ticket to Yellowstone for a trip.

Just before boarding the train, I got a call from the hotel staff asking when I'd arrive.

I immediately sent them Melody's photo, telling them: "This is the real bride. I was just helping her rehearse before. Find her and help her change and do her makeup."

After saying this, I blocked and deleted all of Dashiell's contact information.

Then I took out my SIM card and put it in my bag.

Having done all this, I felt a rare sense of liberation.

Dashiell, I wish you an unforgettable day.Meanwhile, on the other side, Dashiell had been eagerly anticipating this day. Upon arriving at the hotel, his entire being radiated happiness.

Mrs. Langdon, witnessing this, felt somewhat helpless but still offered a word of caution: "Take it easy later, don't go overboard. Melody's feelings are delicate right now, so be careful not to hurt her."

At the mention of Melody, Dashiell's smile faded slightly. "I understand, Mom. In the future, be nice to Summer, don't let her suspect anything."

Mrs. Langdon sighed and nodded in agreement.

Soon, the wedding ceremony began.

Dashiell, for reasons unknown to him, felt a surge of foreboding.

He glanced around anxiously, unable to spot my parents.

He was unaware that on the day I planned to flee the wedding, I had already told my parents everything.

Now, unable to see the elderly couple, he felt inexplicably uneasy.

Just as he was about to ask if anyone had seen them, the officiant announced the start of the ceremony.

He had no choice but to wait patiently in place.

But when he saw Melody walking towards him in a wedding dress.

The smile on his face completely froze, his whole body turning pale and weak. His lips trembling, he uttered, "Why is it you? Where's Summer?"