Sophie's eyes turned red with emotion as she nodded excitedly. "Yes! I'll marry you! I'll marry you a hundred times!"

The surrounding camera crew immediately erupted into cheers. "Congratulations!"

Inside the car, Luna watched the scene unfold with a cold expression, her entire body numb.

When Simon proposed to her five years ago, he was just as heartfelt.

He had worn a sharp black suit, held a bouquet of vibrant roses, and presented her with a meticulously prepared engagement ring.

Back then, he even choked up while proposing.

"Lulu, you're the only woman I'll ever love in this lifetime. There will be no other women in my heart. I beg you, please marry me. I swear, I'll end myself if I ever cheat."

Luna let out a bitter laugh until tears started to fall suddenly.

It turned out everything was a lie. The promises, too, were lies.

Even his so-called sincerity was fleeting and ever-changing.

Looking at Luna with concern, Clover gently asked, "They've left. Should we follow them?"

"Let's go," Luna said, lowering her gaze and slowly turning to look out the window.

She wanted to see where Simon and Sophie were heading next.

The Bentley pulled up in front of a Westonian restaurant an hour later.

The restaurant was located in the most bustling part of the city and had window-side seating that was notoriously difficult to reserve.

Since it wasn't mealtime, there were only a few diners.

Each table in the restaurant was separated by screens, providing privacy.

It was clear that Simon had taken great precautions.

Seeing Simon and Sophie walk into the restaurant, Luna first went to the shop next door and bought a more mature-looking outfit. After donning a mask and a large hat, she slowly made her way into the restaurant.

Clover had already taken care of everything by paying to secure the table behind Simon's.

As the two of them sat down, a middle-aged couple, guided by a waiter, was seated at Simon's table.

The couple appeared to be in their 50s and looked like ordinary people. On closer inspection, however, the middle-aged woman bore a 50% resemblance to Sophie.

"Don't tell me Simon is meeting Sophie's parents!" Clover exclaimed in surprise.

Luna remained expressionless as she took out her phone. Finding the perfect angle, she quickly snapped a few photos through the gap in the screen.

Her timing was impeccable; she captured the moment Simon handed a black card to Sophie's mother.

"This scumbag sure knows how to spend big," Clover muttered angrily.

Luna's tear-filled eyes lowered slightly as she slowly put down her phone.

She recalled how Simon had also presented an unlimited black card to show his sincerity when he met her parents for the first time years ago. But her parents had firmly refused—they didn't want to "sell" their daughter.

Now, the same move was being repeated.

"Let's go," Luna stated. She didn't want to stay there for even one more second.

The two made their way down to the first floor.

Clover offered to take Luna home, but Luna shook her head.

"Clover, my mind's a mess right now. I just want to be alone for a while."

Hearing that, Clover didn't push further but repeatedly reminded her to stay safe before leaving.

After Clover left, Luna wandered the streets alone. The outdoor temperature had dropped to 30.2°F.

Luna was wearing only a thin coat. However, the chill on her body was nothing compared to the cold in her heart.

She didn't know how long she had been walking when her phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a message from Simon.

As Luna opened the message, three wedding photos immediately appeared on her phone screen.

One showed Sophie leaning against Simon, the two of them looking intimate.

The second was of them sharing a sweet kiss in each other's arms.

The third captured Simon on one knee, holding a bouquet, while Sophie beamed unreservedly.

"Today, we took our wedding photos, and he publicly proposed to me. I was really touched. He even asked to meet my parents. Aside from getting the marriage certificate, we've gone through all the steps necessary to have a wedding.

"Who says it's bad to share a man? I can accept it—can you? After all, I'm not the one losing out."

Luna stared at Sophie's arrogant words, but she didn't reply.

Instead, she forwarded the three wedding photos along with the pictures she had taken earlier of Simon's dinner with Sophie's parents to Susanna. She also attached screenshots of all their chat records.

"Make sure all of this is revealed on the wedding day," she instructed.

After that, Luna slid her phone back into her pocket. She continued walking aimlessly, her steps heavy and lifeless.

She didn't notice the out-of-control black car speeding toward her.

Bang!

Luna didn't have time to get out of the way. She was sent flying nearly seven feet away.

It felt like an eternity before she opened her eyes again. The sharp smell of disinfectant hit her nose, and her vision was filled with the sterile white of a hospital room.

Simon, noticing she was awake, hurried to her bedside. His dark eyes were filled with worry and lingering fear.

"You're awake! Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" he asked, his voice tight with concern.

Luna's gaze shifted slowly, finally landing on Simon.

Simon's eyes were red as he looked at her with a mix of nervousness and deep sorrow, as though he wished he could have taken her place and been the one injured.

Yet all Luna felt was a wave of nausea. The images of Simon and Sophie's intimate wedding photos flashed in her mind, and her stomach churned violently.

"Simon, oh Simon…" she thought. "Which version of you is the real one?"

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you in pain? I'll get the doctor," Simon blurted out anxiously, turning to leave.

But before he could go, Luna grabbed his hand.

Her voice was hoarse as she asked, "Why are you here?"

Simon was slightly taken aback. When he received the call from the hospital, he had been dining with Sophie's parents.

At the time, he was so overcome with fear that he immediately left Sophie's family behind to rush to the hospital.

Thankfully, Luna hadn't suffered any major injuries.

"I was out having dinner with some clients. There's an important deal I need to follow up on. I came over right away when the hospital informed me about your accident," he explained.

Luna's soft eyes narrowed slightly as she stared straight at him.

"You just came from a dinner with your clients?" she asked.

"Yeah, Lulu. I'm so tired." Simon massaged his temples.

Hearing that, Luna slowly closed her eyes and said nothing more.

Simon sat by her side to keep her company. After a while, his phone suddenly rang. He decisively declined the call, only to have the caller persistently call again.

Simon muted his phone and began typing a message with his head lowered.

A minute later, his expression became animated. He hastily made up an excuse and left in a hurry.

Not long after Simon had left, Clover arrived to visit Luna. However, her expression was anything but cheerful.

"Guess who I ran into on my way upstairs," she huffed.

Seeing Clover, Luna sat up slightly and thought for a few seconds before venturing a guess. "Simon?"

Clover scoffed and put on an expression full of disdain.

"The third floor of this hospital is the obstetrics and gynecology department. When I got in the elevator to come up, I saw Simon with Sophie as soon as the doors opened.

"I felt something was off, so I followed the crowd out of the elevator, only to see Sophie holding a prenatal checkup report. Simon was practically grinning from ear to ear, murmuring about how he's going to be a dad."

Luna froze slightly, her gaze lowered thoughtfully. There was not a trace of displeasure on her face.

"She's pregnant, huh?" she remarked softly.

Clover couldn't help but feel that Luna was acting unlike herself, though she couldn't pinpoint exactly what felt off. She leaned closer to Luna and touched her forehead.

"Are you not angry? Wait, you don't have a fever that's messed up your brain, right?"

Luna gave a faint smile, her pale lips slightly parted as she spoke. "News flash—Simon has a medical condition. The doctor said he can't reproduce."

Three years ago, they had tried for a baby for an entire year, but she couldn't get pregnant. She initially thought the issue was with her and even scheduled a hospital appointment for a checkup.

Worried about the stress it might place on her, Simon also went with her to get checked.

When the results came back, it was revealed that Simon was infertile.

Luna couldn't sleep that night. She spent the whole night convincing herself to accept the idea of a childless life. She was fine as long as Simon loved her.

To protect Simon's ego and career, she had even asked the doctor, Eason Hilt, to keep Simon's condition a secret, claiming publicly that she needed to "fix her health" before they could conceive.

But now, she felt her three years of careful secrecy was utterly foolish after she knew how thrilled Simon was to become a father.

"Holy shit, now that's what I call news!" Clover was so shocked she nearly jumped out of her seat. Rubbing her hands together, she wiggled her eyebrows and suggested, "Lulu, I've got an idea. You're moving to Naavi in five days, right? Let's pretend we don't know anything for now. Once Sophie gives birth, we'll send Simon his medical report. I'd love to see whether he'll lose his mind when he finds out!"

Simon didn't show up at the hospital the next morning.

In the afternoon, Susanna came to Luna's ward. After reporting on the wedding preparations, she hesitatingly glanced at Luna.

"Say what's on your mind," Luna mentioned, her sleek brows furrowed slightly.

Susanna nervously glanced at Luna and whispered, "Mr. Fulmer asked me to deliver some documents to the villa this afternoon. When I arrived, I saw Sophie Sutherland sitting on the living room couch in her pajamas.

"Mrs. Fulmer, you've always been kind to me; I just couldn't stand by and say nothing. I thought I should let you know."

A chill crept up from the soles of Luna's feet, and her delicate face turned cold.

It seemed that Sophie had already moved into their home while Luna was still hospitalized. No wonder Simon had specifically told her last night to inform him before she was discharged so that he could pick her up.

"I understand. Thank you."

Luna picked up her phone from the table and opened the surveillance footage, which was completely dark.

Simon had deliberately covered the surveillance camera in advance.

With a frown, Luna turned to Susanna, who had not yet left.

"I'll find a way to get Simon and Sophie out of the villa tonight. Please get someone to reinstall the camera. Make sure it's discreet."

"Understood, Mrs. Fulmer," Susanna replied.

At 10:00 pm, Simon arrived at the hospital. He looked at Luna lying on the hospital bed, his dark eyes filled with guilt.

"Lulu, did you ask me to come because you missed me? I'm sorry, I was busy all day—"

Luna frowned, cutting him off and offering him an excuse to avoid putting him in a tough spot. "I know. You were busy preparing for my birthday party, which is why you're visiting so late."

Simon was momentarily stunned but then smiled as he took Luna's hand and gently squeezed it.

"As expected of you, Lulu. You know me best."

Luna fixed her gaze on Simon and agreed, "Yes, I do understand you. I understand everything you do."

Simon's heart skipped a beat, and he mumbled, "Lulu…"

Just as he was about to say something, a nurse came in with a cart to replace Luna's IV.

The next day, Luna opened the surveillance footage and saw Sophie and Simon having lunch together in the villa.

Sophie sat in Luna's usual spot, pouting and refusing to eat. She claimed her pregnancy had caused her to lose her appetite.

"Be good and take care of yourself." Simon patiently spoon-fed her. "Once the baby is born, I'll figure out a way to have Lulu accept our child as her godchild."

Half an hour later, Sophie had eaten too much. She waddled upstairs with a smug expression, her belly protruding.

Simon called the house staff over and spoke to them in a low, commanding tone. "Sophie is pregnant and has a short temper. Be patient with her. Also, none of you are to mention her moving in here to Lulu when Lulu comes back!"

"Yes, Mr. Fulmer," the staff responded.

Luna watched the surveillance footage calmly.

Then, she looked away and began instructing Susanna to prepare the wedding invitations. She intended to finalize the guest list for the invitations today.

The next day marked the third day of the countdown to Luna's departure.

Early in the morning, Simon came to visit Luna with a container of bone broth. "I asked the housekeeper to make this for you. It's your favorite bone broth with vegetables. Try some."

"Okay." Luna didn't refuse and ate it slowly, taking small bites.

Simon soon left. About half an hour later, Luna turned on the surveillance footage.

In the living room, Sophie was throwing a tantrum about wanting to go shopping.

It was raining that day, and the roads were slippery.

Simon, worried she might fall and hurt the baby, arranged for luxury brands to bring items to the villa for her to choose from.

On top of that, he thoughtfully contacted a brand selling maternity and baby products to deliver newborn clothes for Sophie to pick out.

That evening, the attorney, Luther Lawson, visited Luna's hospital room.

"Mrs. Fulmer, your divorce agreement with Mr. Fulmer has officially taken effect."

"Thank you." Luna looked at the divorce papers and then turned to Susanna, who stood nearby. "Make a copy and place it in the box labeled 'Second-Wedding Gift.'"

Seven years of fate had finally come to an end.

It was now the second last day.

Early that morning, Simon arrived again, this time with a bouquet of sunflowers and an emerald rosary worth millions.

Looking at Luna, who seemed to be recovering well, he had a smile all over his handsome face as he gently put the rosary around her neck.

"You'll be discharged tomorrow. I went to a priest last night and asked for this emerald rosary. It's for protection and peace."

Luna touched the emerald rosary on her neck, her expression tightening slightly.

Last night, Sophie had complained of stomach pain.

Worried about her, Simon had taken her to the hospital. Afterward, he had urgently gone to get an amulet for her.

The emerald rosary Luna was now wearing had been bought as an afterthought during the same trip.

As soon as Simon left, Susanna entered the hospital room.

"Mrs. Fulmer, the invitations are ready. Once you board the plane, we'll send out the electronic invitations," she informed.

She hesitated briefly before adding, "Mr. Fulmer just spent a hefty sum buying the villa behind yours."

Luna frowned slightly and asked, "Isn't that villa usually occupied?"

Susanna quietly shook her head and replied cautiously, "Yes, Mrs. Fulmer, but Mr. Fulmer paid a high price and offered the family living there an important contract to persuade them to leave.

"I also heard that the villa is registered solely under Sophie's name as a gift for her pregnancy..."

Luna pressed her lips together, her eyes filled with icy coldness.

So Simon was preparing a golden cage to hide Sophie and her child.

In the evening, through the surveillance footage, Luna saw Sophie reluctantly instructing the maids to pack her belongings and move them into the villa behind theirs.

Today was the day before Luna left.

Early in the morning, Simon arrived to pick Luna up from the hospital.

After they got in the car, Simon gently fastened her seatbelt and said softly, "Lulu, it's your birthday today. I've organized a birthday party for you. It starts at 7:00 pm. Remember to invite your close friend."

"Alright," Luna replied.

The black sedan drove into the villa district.

After four days, Luna returned to this home once more.

Everything was just as it was the day she was admitted to the hospital. Nothing had changed, as if Sophie had never been there.

Luna walked into the master bedroom.

There was a lipstick on the dressing table.

Luna glanced at it casually.

It was a used Guerlain 539.

This deliberately left-behind lipstick felt like a subtle provocation.

Luna didn't stay long in the master bedroom before a maid called her downstairs for lunch.

At the dining table, Simon peeled shrimp for Luna and brought them to her mouth.

His gestures were intimate and gentle, like how he had fed Sophie two days prior.

Luna chewed slowly, gazing into Simon's affectionate eyes.

Suddenly, she asked, "If—I'm saying if—you dreamed that I left you one day, would you be sad?"

Simon froze mid-peel, his expression tightening. He grabbed Luna's hand and urged, "Lulu, not only would I be sad, I'd go insane. Please don't leave me."

Luna pressed her lips together. She was about to say something else when Simon's phone vibrated on the table. She glanced over and saw that it was a message from Sophie.

"I'm bleeding down there. It hurts so much. Could something have happened to the baby?"

A flicker of panic crossed Simon's dark eyes. He quickly stood up.

"Lulu, there's a minor issue with the birthday party setup. I need to go handle it. I'll pick you up later for the party."

As he turned to leave, Luna suddenly grabbed his hand and smiled at him.

"Goodbye, Simon."

Simon spun around abruptly. His entire body shuddered as he stared at the calm Luna before him.

Luna used to have eyes only for him. When had her gaze turned into an empty, desolate coldness?

"Lulu, you—"

Simon tried to say something, but his phone vibrated again. Without delay, he hurriedly left.

Luna returned to the master bedroom then. She took all her documents, threw the emerald rosary into the trash can, and dialed Susanna's number.

"Simon went to Sophie. I'm heading to the airport now. Once I've boarded, proceed with the plan tonight. Oh, and make sure to invite Sophie to her own wedding."

"Yes, Mrs. Fulmer."

An hour later, Luna arrived at the airport.

After passing security, she sent her parents a message informing them she would board in 30 minutes. Then, she opened her chat with Simon.

"I've prepared two surprises for you tonight," she typed. "I hope you like them."

Simon instantly replied, "Lulu, I look forward to your surprises. I'm still overseeing the party setup. I want to make sure everything's perfect. Wait for me to pick you up for your birthday celebration."

Luna put on a faint smile. "No need to pick me up. I'll go to Evercoast Hotel by myself."

But she wouldn't go.

The birthday party was on the second floor of Evercoast Hotel; the wedding was on the third floor.

By keeping Simon waiting at Evercoast Hotel, Susanna could send out the wedding invitations, ensuring the ceremony on the third floor proceeded smoothly.

Half an hour later, the boarding announcement for the flight to Naavi sounded.

Luna removed her phone's SIM card and tossed it into the trash can.

"Goodbye forever, Simon," she thought to herself. "You will never see me again from now on."