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Landon and I were kidnapped during our trial marriage trip.
The kidnappers forced me to reveal Landon's whereabouts, but to protect him, I kept my lips sealed tight, enduring 100 hours of abuse and humiliation.
Landon mobilized all his family's resources to finally find me, broken and shattered.
He went berserk seeking revenge on the kidnappers, swearing to throw them in prison. The kidnappers fell to their knees, crying and begging for mercy:
"Mr. Channing, we were only following Miss Luna's orders. Surely you won't send her to prison too?"
I watched Landon's hesitant expression as the wounds on my body throbbed with excruciating pain.
Luna was Landon's first love, his pure love, who had vanished five years ago.
In that moment, I knew it was truly over between Landon and me.
After waking up in the hospital, I canceled our marriage registration.

The Fading Of Love On the Road

Luna said this with such a natural tone, as if I shouldn't report her, as if she was the victim.


I lowered my head and laughed, the chair legs making a harsh sound as I stood up.


"Luna, this time I'm going to make sure you rot in jail."


Landon looked at me, a flash of unnatural joy passing through his eyes.


Luna instinctively tried to seek help from Landon, but he didn't even spare her a glance.


Luna was driven mad with anger, running out in tears.


The family dinner ended on a sour note.


After the meal, Asher was called over by Mrs. Channing. He asked me to wait for him in the car.


Sitting in the car, I caught a glimpse of Landon's figure from the corner of my eye.


He bent down and knocked on the window with his knuckles:


I lowered the window, looking at him with cold arrogance:


Perhaps I could pretend not to be familiar with him, which seemed to frustrate Landon.


Chapter 9