Chapter 1

I finally married Zach Gordon.

He was a bit drunk when he placed his arms on the bed. The flower on his shirt pocket was very beautiful.

I loved Zach so much that it hurt.

I grabbed his tie, and he leaned down toward me.

During our wedding, Zach kissed me for the first time. It was just a quick peck on my lips through the veil, but I knew that I would never forget how warm his lips felt.

He finally kissed me, but it was a gentle kiss on my forehead instead of my lips.

My heart fluttered uncontrollably, and I hugged him.

Last month, Sophie Freeman asked me what I wished for on my birthday.

I told her my wish was to sleep with Zach.

She was surprised that I did not aim higher.

Anyway, my biggest wish was indeed to sleep with Zach.

Today, my wish came true.

However, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang and ruined the mood.

Zach’s ringtone was like an alarm; even those far away could hear it.

He glanced at his phone and ignored it, but it rang nonstop.

He finally picked it up and said in a low voice, “Hello?”

I secretly nibbled on his neck, and he frowned because it tickled. Then, his expression grew tense. I had no idea who was calling him.

“What? Where? Are you sure?”

He pushed me away abruptly and wrapped himself in a towel before he entered the bathroom.

While the shower was running, I could hear his voice on the phone, but it was choppy.

“Which hospital? Is it really her? I’ll come right away.”

He came out of the bathroom dripping wet, and I sat up in bed with a blanket wrapped around me. I watched as he quickly put on the shirt, pants, and jacket he had taken off earlier.

“Zach.” I look at him in confusion. He seemed extremely tense. I had not seen him like that in a long time. “Where are you going?”

As he put on his suit, he gave me a quick glance and said, “Why don’t you go to bed first?”

I heard him close the door as he left. Then, he rushed downstairs and started his car outside.

I ran to the window in my robe and only saw the taillights of Zach’s car.

It had started raining, and the cold, damp air was coming in. I was mostly uncovered, so I ended up sneezing loudly.

I shut the window and closed the curtains before I sat on the bed hugging my knees.

What made him leave on our wedding night?

I looked at the red stains on the white satin bedsheet and touched them. They were still a bit damp.

If Sophie learned about this, she would probably laugh at me forever.

The only person who could make Zach look so out of it was Cecilia Wilson, his first love.

She had been missing for so long that I had almost forgotten about her.

I fell asleep in that position. By the time I woke up in the morning, my legs and arms were numb.

My phone rang, and I reached for it with my numb arm. Sophie was calling, not Zach.

Her voice was full of mischief and a little excitement. “Hey, how was your wedding night? Did you have a great time?”

Great time? I spent the whole night alone.

I tried to stretch my numb legs, and it hurt so much that I groaned.

On the other end, she said lewdly, “You’re not going to show me what happened, are you?”

“Get lost,” I said angrily and hung up.

I let my mind wander for a moment. Once I could feel my arms and legs again, I got up. Paula Medina, Zach’s personal assistant, called me. “Mrs. Gordon, Mr. Gordon has booked a flight to Northern Europe for 4 p.m. today. A car will pick you both up at 2 p.m.”

“Where’s Zach?” I asked her.

“Huh?” Paula sounded even more surprised than I did.

It looked like she did not know where Zach had gone.

Never mind. We were heading to Northern Europe for our honeymoon anyway. I previously mentioned that I wanted to see the aurora in Iceland, and Zach remembered.

After I washed up, I packed my things. It was cold in Iceland, so Zach had gotten us both thick and long down jackets that matched.

I touched the smooth fabric, and when I turned around, I saw the bloodstains on the bed again.

There was no need to regret anything. We would have plenty of time in Iceland, and we would have many chances to enjoy ourselves.

I blushed. If Bailey Crawford found out, she would definitely call me shameless.

It was almost noon after I packed two large suitcases. I was so hungry that I felt dizzy.

I went downstairs to the kitchen to find something to eat. Then, I changed my clothes, put on light makeup, and called Zach.

The call went through, but he did not pick it up.

I sat on the suitcases waiting for him, but only Paula and the driver showed up to pick me up.

I looked inside the car and asked, “Where’s Zach?”

Paula looked just as confused and asked, “Mr. Gordon isn’t with you?”