“My darling wife is so understanding. Let’s meet at the ceremony venue tomorrow. Oh, and don’t forget the gift you got me. I’m really looking forward to the surprise you’ve prepared.”
“Samuel,” Isabella called him one last time.
“What is it?”
“It’s nothing.”
Nothing at all.
From now on, Isabella Jones no longer existed in this world.
After descending the mountain, she hailed a taxi.
“Hello, sir. To the airport, please.”
The driver noticed she was alone and asked with concern, “Miss, where’s your luggage? I can help you with it.”
“I don’t have any luggage. Just drive.”
All she had was a passport and a flight ticket.
Everything else was donated or burned.
Anything related to the name “Isabella Jones” had already been taken care of.
Thirty minutes later, the car stopped at the airport entrance.
Isabella transferred all the money from her phone to the driver.
The driver looked flustered. “Miss, you transferred the wrong amount. It’s 30 dollars, not 30 thousand! Let me send it back to you-”
“It’s fine. Thank you for the ride.”
She got out of the car and tossed her phone into the trash.
Without looking back, she walked into the terminal.
