I stared at the photo for a long time, then silently liked it. As soon as I exited the page, I received a message from Dante.

"Lily, I'll be busy with some things for the next few days. Be good and wait for me at home."

After a two-second period of silence, I obediently replied, "Okay."

The next day, I got up early and went to the city hall.

"Hello. I need to change my legal identity."

The clerk looked stunned. "Ma'am, if you change your identity, all the certificates and records issued under the name Lily Jensen will become invalid. You'll essentially be erasing your legal existence. Are you sure you want to proceed?"

"I'm certain!"

From now on, everything related to Lily would have nothing to do with me. After processing the paperwork, I established my new identity.

"Ma'am, what's your new name?"

"Anna Louise."

From now on, there would be no person named Lily in this world. I was Anna Louise and I would leave this place forever.

"Your new identity will take effect in seven days. Have a pleasant life."

In seven days, I could use my new identity to buy a plane ticket and leave Dante behind.

On the way home, Nina updated her Instagram again. I masochistically scrolled through everything she posted.

She had shared an intimate wedding photo with Dante. I stared at the man in the photo, who was smiling so tenderly. Ever since his leg injury, Dante had strongly disliked being photographed.

However, he was now breaking his own rules again and again for Nina.

I still liked the photo, then looked up at the wall. The villa walls were covered with my photos, all selfies I had taken in every corner of the villa.

I had once told Dante, "It doesn't matter if you don't like taking photos. I'll take plenty and we can still preserve our memories together."

In all those photos, my smile was sweet because he was always there beside me, just not in frame.

However, it turned out that he would appear in photos with other women. That woman just was not me.

I tore down all the photos, not leaving a single one behind. They filled an entire suitcase, and I would take all of these with me.

By the time I finished everything, it was already late at night. I had just closed the suitcase when Dante suddenly returned.

He saw the empty walls and looked surprised. "Where did all the photos go?"

"I didn't like them anymore, so I tore them down. I'll take some new ones later."

Dante nodded. As he was taking off his clothes, he noticed the documents on the table and frowned. "Why did you take out all your papers?"

"I have some business to handle, so I got them out in advance."

I explained while casually putting the items into my bag.

Dante did not think much of it. He came over and held me in his arms, saying tenderly, "I haven't had time to spend with you these past few days. Your birthday's coming up. I'll take you to the auction house tomorrow to pick out some gifts."

He carried a faint scent of perfume that made my stomach churn, but I did not struggle out of his embrace. I just nodded softly while tears streamed down my face.

The next day, as soon as we sat down in the auction hall, I spotted Nina dressed as a server, carefully weaving through the crowd with a tray of drinks.

I glanced at Dante, but he kept looking straight ahead, not sparing her a single glance. Soon enough, there was a commotion from Nina's direction.

Several rich brats had cornered Nina, taunting her with crude jokes.

"Well, if it isn't our dear Ms. Nina Lace. You stabbed Dante in the back back then, but now that he's become the mafia Don living in glory. Someone must be feeling pretty regretful, right?”

"I heard that you're gonna marry that half-dead geezer from the Boone family. That old man's useless, so you'll definitely be lonely later. Why don't you have some fun with us first..."

Before I knew it, Dante had appeared behind them and kicked those spoiled brats.

Fury twisted Dante's features as he pinned those men who had harassed Nina to the ground, punching them again and again until they had no strength to fight back.

Screams echoed throughout the auction hall, and everything was in complete chaos.

"We're sorry, Don Pierce! We won't dare do it again! Please have mercy on us!"

The men knelt on the ground begging for forgiveness, blood streaming down their faces.

Dante looked at them coldly. "Get out of here! If you ever dare appear in front of her again, I'll destroy you!"

I fearfully protected my belly, carefully moving toward Dante's direction, but he did not notice my existence at all. He bent down to help Nina up.

"Are you hurt?"

Nina cried as she threw herself into his arms. "I twisted my ankle. I can't move..."

Dante's face darkened as he swept Nina up into his arms and headed straight for the exit. Before I could react, he knocked me to the ground, my lower back slamming against the steps.

The sharp pain shooting through my stomach made my face go white with fear.

"Help me, Dante, don't go..."

My desperate calls were lost in the chaos, taking my last shred of hope with them. Soon someone noticed something was wrong with me.

"Oh my God! There's a pregnant woman here, and she's fallen!"

"She's bleeding so much! Call an ambulance!"

The ambulance rushed me to the hospital and the doctor hurriedly wheeled me into the emergency room.

"Are there any family members here? The baby is in serious danger and needs emergency treatment!"

I struggled to take out my phone and called Dante, but the phone rang for a long time with no answer, and then it was turned off.

"Hurry, there's massive bleeding. Someone must sign the consent form immediately for the emergency operation!"

I closed my eyes and let tears slide down from the corners.

"Let me sign it myself. I... don't have any relatives or family anymore."

I was in surgery for over 24 hours. My child was lucky to survive.

I spent two lonely days in the hospital, forcing my weak body to handle all the checkups alone. Even the elderly patient in the next bed felt compelled to say something.

"Young lady, why don't you call a family member? Watching you bustling around with that big belly makes even strangers feel sorry for you."

I pressed my lips together, my mouth filled with bitterness. "It's okay, sir. I can take care of myself."

Even strangers felt sorry for me, yet my husband had not sent a single call or even a text message in those two days.

The day I woke up, I saw that Nina's Instagram page had been updated with a video of Dante kneeling on the ground, tenderly holding her foot while applying medicine.

I watched it over and over again, punishing myself while whatever was left of my love for him slowly died.

After seeing that video, I knew that even though I was hospitalized, he would never come looking for me.

On my third day in the hospital, despite the doctor's attempts to convince me to stay, I forcibly discharged myself.

Dragging my exhausted body home, I began packing my personal belongings. The clothes hanging in the closet, the toiletries on the vanity and everything else in the villa that belonged to me. I left no item behind.

As for the gifts Dante had given me, our matching cups, toothbrushes and pillows... I threw them all into the trash.

By the time I finished everything, it was already late at night. As soon as I turned on the lights, my phone buzzed with several messages.

They were actually from Nina.

"You've been liking all my Instagram posts, so you must already know that Dante and I are officially married, right? He's also giving me a grand wedding tomorrow, and everyone except you will be there to offer their blessings.”

"Oh, and he personally decorated every part of the venue. I never expected that after all these years, he still remembers my preferences.”

"And I should thank you too. If it weren't for you, his leg would've never healed, and he never would've become the mafia Don. Thanks for taking care of my husband for five whole years!"

I read Nina's messages over and over again, but I did not reply. I just silently put down my phone.

So tomorrow was their wedding. It was no wonder Dante had not come home these past few days or sent me any messages.

However, it no longer mattered. Tomorrow was the day my new identity would take effect, and my future would no longer be tied to Dante.

The next day, as dawn was breaking, I dragged my suitcase and left the home I had lived in for five years.

I went to the city hall to complete the final step of my identity change. The staff member handed me my new documents with a bright smile.

"Congratulations on starting your new life!"

I took the new passport and immediately booked the nearest available flight, then took a cab straight to the airport.

In the cab, I removed my canceled SIM card and threw it out the window. Then I deleted all of Lily's social media accounts.

From now on, I was no longer Lily. My name was Anna Louise.

Dante had not been at peace these past few days. To appease Nina, he had turned off his phone and given it to her.

"I'm giving you my phone. I'll stay here with you until the wedding. Just focus on being the bride."

However, privately, he left a message for his assistant, Charles Silvana.

"Help me tell Lily I'm okay. Just tell her I have to go on a business trip for a few days and I'll be back later."

When Charles received the message, he looked helplessly at Nina beside him, who snatched his phone away and threatened him.

"I'm the woman Dante legally married. That mistress will leave sooner or later. Are you going to offend me for her sake?"

Charles did not dare disobey, so he could only heed Nina’s words and did not pass along any message to me.

On the wedding day, Dante was even more restless.

"Darling, the wedding's about to start. Come over here!"

Nina kept calling for Dante. After hesitating for a moment, he contacted his assistant again.

"After you told Lily, did she reply?"

Charles stammered, unable to answer properly. Dante immediately became suspicious.

"You didn't contact Lily?"

The young assistant was so scared he nearly cried.

"Mrs. Pierce wouldn't let me contact her. She said Ms. Jensen was your mistress and that she'd leave after you two got married."

Dante flew into a fit of rage.

"Are you out of your mind? How could Lily be my mistress? She's my wife and she's carrying my child! You disobeyed my orders! You're fired!"

He suddenly thought of something and angrily ran to find Nina. At that moment, Nina was still dreaming of becoming the Don's wife, but the next second Dante had his hand around her throat.

"Why did you call Lily a mistress? What did you say to her?"

Tears immediately streamed down Nina's face.

"Dante, what do you take me for? Today is our wedding, and yet you're still defending another woman?"

Dante froze, his expression gradually softening.

"That's not what I meant, but Lily is innocent. She's been with me for five years. She's not some mistress."

Nina wiped away her tears and gently leaned against Dante's shoulder.

"I know she's been good to you and that she's pregnant now. You only married me to help me, but I don't mind. I'll try to get along with her peacefully."

Dante nodded with relief, not noticing the malicious glint in Nina's eyes.

"It's best that you think that way. Give me back my phone. I want to prepare a gift for Lily, then we can continue with the wedding."

He dialed my number, only to discover unexpectedly that my number was out of service.

Dante's heart jumped with alarm. An ominous feeling filled his heart and he immediately called the villa's butler, Caleb Henderson.

"Where's Lily? Get her on the phone now!"

However, Caleb's answer made his blood run cold.

"The security footage showed that Ms. Jensen left with her luggage early this morning and still hasn't returned."

Dante was in disbelief, but he quickly calmed down and made several phone calls in quick succession.

"Check all transportation records for any registrations under Lily's name."

Without exception, they all came up empty. Finally, a friend who worked at the city hall called him back.

"Don Pierce, all records under Lily Jensen have been permanently erased. She's completely off the grid now."