"Are you really doing this?" Micah's friend felt that it was inappropriate. "How are you going to explain this to Lena?"

Micah lowered his head. It took him a while before he spoke, saying, "Lena will understand. It's more important to save Laris right now."

His voice was laced with anger when he saw how hesitant his friend was. "If you won't help me get Laris out of there, then stay out of it. I'll handle things with Lena."

All his friends could do was remain silent.

A sense of uneasiness settled over Micah as he sat in the car heading to the wedding venue.

Something about what Lena had said before he left left him feeling unsettled. He felt like he had missed something and that she might leave him.

However, he quickly shook off the thought and buried the anxiety deep down in his heart.

Lena had been with him for so long and loved him so much. There was no way she would leave him

Lena used to always wait for Micah on the couch. She would run over with a smile to greet him the moment she heard him come through the door. However, the house was silent now, and the lights weren't even turned on.

A wave of dread washed over Micah. He quickly set the cake aside and turned on all the lights as he searched through every room for any sign of Lena.

"Baby, where are you? Don't scare me. I know I was wrong today. Baby, I swear it was something important. Please come out. I'll explain everything." 

His voice echoed through the house.

He then quickly pulled out his phone and tried calling her.

"We're sorry. The number you've dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later."

But Micah didn't give up and made several more calls. 

The result was the same.

He finally returned to the living room and noticed a box sitting on the coffee table. He rushed over to the ta

Micah had been unusually busy for the past few days.

Lena coldly watched as he left the house early and returned late with his phone never leaving his side. The light in the study often stayed on until the early hours of the morning too.

She knew that he was meticulously planning the secret grand wedding.

The divorce cooling-off period ended that morning. Lena left home early and picked up her divorce certificate from the lawyer.

The property division had already been settled. She took nothing else aside from her personal belongings.

Micah was standing in front of the mirror adjusting his tie when she returned.

He wore a brand-new dark blue suit. The cufflinks coldly gleamed in the morning light.

It was a style she had never seen before. He must have specially bought it for today.

"Back from your walk?" Micah caught her reflection in the mirror. The corners of his lips curled into a gentle smile. "Baby, I have something important to attend to today. Stay home and get some rest, and don't forget to take your medicine."

He then turned around and lightly brushed over her lower abdomen. He playfully warned in a low tone, "Be good to Mommy today. Daddy will be mad if you make her feel sick."

Lena looked at the tenderness in Micah's eyes and suddenly felt a wave of irony.

He could risk his life for Laris, but he couldn't even realize that their child was already gone.

She clenched the divorce certificate in her hand. "I need to talk to you."

Micah was slightly stunned. "Baby, I really have to go."

"Are you in such a hurry?" She softly asked, "Are you not willing to spare me even five minutes?"

He checked his watch and eventually rejected her. "Whatever it is, let's talk tonight, okay?"

"Is the matter really important?" Lena asked.

"Yes, it's very important," he answered without hesitation. His gaze was unwavering to the point that it seemed almost scary. "It's more important than my own life."

Lena smiled. Her smile was faint, like the last snowflake of the winter. It was barely there before it vanished. "Go on," she softly said. "Don't be late."

Micah seemed like he wanted to say something, but he eventually gave her a kiss on the forehead and left in a hurry.

Lena then walked into the kitchen and opened the long-neglected fridge as the sound of the car engine faded.

A blast of cold air hit her. She took out the forgotten gift box and gently placed it on the coffee table in the living room.

A five-month-old fetus was curled up in formalin inside the box, like it was peacefully asleep.

Lena gently closed her eyes and placed the divorce certificate beside the box.

She then dragged her suitcase behind her and walked out the door without looking back.

…

The airport terminal buzzed with people.

Just then, a message from Micah popped up as Lena was about to switch off her phone for the flight. "Baby, the tonic is still warm in the kitchen. I'll come home to be with you as soon as I'm done."

But what Micah didn't know was that he would not have even one more day to spend by Lena's side. She had completely erased him from her life.

Lena calmly deleted the message before deleting every other photo of them together. She also deleted his contact.

At that moment, she felt something shift and was irreversibly removed within her as the plane took off.

It was the last trace of her love for him…








"Are you really doing this?" Micah's friend felt that it was inappropriate. "How are you going to explain this to Lena?"

Micah lowered his head. It took him a while before he spoke, saying, "Lena will understand. It's more important to save Laris right now."

His voice was laced with anger when he saw how hesitant his friend was. "If you won't help me get Laris out of there, then stay out of it. I'll handle things with Lena."

All his friends could do was remain silent.

A sense of uneasiness settled over Micah as he sat in the car heading to the wedding venue.

Something about what Lena had said before he left left him feeling unsettled. He felt like he had missed something and that she might leave him.

However, he quickly shook off the thought and buried the anxiety deep down in his heart.

Lena had been with him for so long and loved him so much. There was no way she would leave him.

Micah thought about what his friend had said, and a trace of guilt washed over him. He took out h

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