No Wedding No Mercy

Dad was surprised.

He said, "Hasn't it been your dream since you were young to marry Gary? What changed? Did he mistreat you?"

I said in a feigned light tone, "No. I just suddenly realized that he isn't right for me."

Gary and I grew up together. When I was five, Mom's depression flared up, and she locked me up in a closet for two days.

Gary was the one who found me and rescued me.

From that moment onward, I thought that he was the light in my life. My savior.

Later, Dad took Mom everywhere to find a cure. It was Gary who stayed by my side. He was there throughout my entire youth.

Just when I thought that we would naturally end up together, he met Sasha. Our childhood bond couldn't compete with his love for her.

I helplessly watched as they fell deeply in love. That was the most painful period of my life. It was so painful, I wanted to drop out of school just to never see them again.

Just as I was about to leave for New Siland to be with Mom and Dad, Sasha broke up with Gary for unknown reasons.

Gary fell into despair, but it also gave me hope. I stayed by his side, guiding him and protecting him. I even confessed my feelings for him.

Step by step, I walked with him to where we are today, on the verge of marriage.

Yet, Sasha returned.

The moment she returned, she provoked me, saying that Gary would never marry me. She said that if I'd known any better, I would have stepped out of the relationship on my own.

Back then, I confidently retorted that it would be impossible.

However, at that moment, I admitted defeat. I completely failed in my relationship.

After hanging up, I went online to buy a flight to New Siland three days later.

Then, I hailed a taxi and headed home to pack.

I was halfway packing when Gary returned with a cake in his hands. He handed it to me.

"This is your favorite, right? I bought it just for you."

I indeed loved a lemon cake, but as I looked at the cake that looked like it was destroyed by a dog, my appetite was completely gone. I only found it disgusting.

"Thank you, but I do not eat other people's leftovers."

Gary froze for two seconds before saying, "Come on, you won't even be able to finish it anyway. Why are you being so petty?"

I zipped up my luggage and dragged it out while saying, "Sure. I'm petty."

Gary reached his hand out to stop me, asking, "The wedding is in three days. Where are you going?"

I was leaving for New Siland in three days too. To avoid any further problems, I replied, "The bride and groom can't stay with each other right before the wedding, so I'm heading home."

Gary looked relieved when he heard me say that. He still asked rather doubtfully, "Has there ever been such a tradition?"

"Of course. If you don't believe me, you can ask others."

The tradition was there for a long time. I didn't just make it up, so I wasn't afraid if he asked others.

I just didn't expect that the person he would ask right in front of me would be Sasha. After he got an answer, he looked much more relieved. Then, he said, "Let me take you home."

I put my luggage in his car. Then, as I got into the front passenger seat, I saw the label, [For Sasha Only.]

This time, I no longer did what I did in the past, tearing off the label. Instead, I chose to sit in the back passenger seat.

Gary actually looked pleased. "Anthea, you've finally grown up. You used to always tear off that sticker. It's just a seat. I really don't understand what you and Sasha were even fighting over."

I smiled faintly, "You're right. There is nothing to fight over. I'm giving it to her."

Halfway through the drive, Gary's phone rang. It was his special ringtone for Sasha.

He answered the call to hear Sasha saying to him anxiously, "Gary, I was halfway through showering when the lights suddenly went out. Please come and help me quickly."