Over the next few days, Yvette stayed home to prepare for her trip abroad. She did not go out.

On the day before she was due to leave, Yarden got drunk at Henry’s bachelor party.

She got a call and went to pick him up.

She arrived at the Lawson family’s villa soon after and rang the doorbell.

A butler appeared to open the door and led her inside to find Yarden.

In the past, Yvette often came here with Yarden whenever she had the chance, just so she could see Henry. She used to know the place well.

She had not been here for a month, and the villa already felt unfamiliar.

Every part of the house had been decorated for the wedding.

Several tall trees in the yard were gone. They had been replaced with large rose gardens.

The black and white decor had been changed to fresh shades of blue and green.

The rooms were filled with wedding decorations. There were also many cute dolls and ornaments.

The butler recognized Yvette. He talked to her as they walked.

“Ms. Wilson, Mr. Lawson has been very busy lately. He has been preparing for the wedding. You have not been here for quite some time. You may not remember your way here as well. You once said you liked those pine trees because they were so lush. It’s a pity! The future Mrs. Lawson didn’t like them, so Mr. Lawson had them cut down. The furniture and style in the house have also been changed to match Mrs. Lawson’s taste. It looks much nicer now, doesn’t it? Mr. Lawson said that everything at home will follow Mrs. Lawson’s wishes in the future. I never expected him to be like this after getting married. It seems he truly loves the future Mrs. Lawson.”

Yvette listened quietly. She said softly, “Yes. He really likes her. Anyone can see it.”

They walked down the corridor and reached the lounge. It was loud inside.

Yvette did not want to go in. She called Yarden and told him she had arrived.

A moment later, the door opened.

Henry came out, holding up Yarden, who was completely drunk. He froze for a second when he saw her.

Yvette stayed calm. She greeted him politely.

Yarden rubbed his unfocused eyes and waved at him. His voice was thick with alcohol.

“Tomorrow… your wedding tomorrow… I won’t go. I have to go see… see…”

He could not finish his sentence and passed out.

Henry frowned. “What does Yarden have to do tomorrow? Won’t he be coming to my wedding?”

Yvette knew Yarden was talking about dropping her off at the airport.

But she did not want Henry to know she was leaving, so she shook her head.

“He might be busy. Or he’s just talking nonsense.”

She supported Yarden and turned to leave. She had only taken a few steps when Henry called out.

“What about you? Will you come to the wedding tomorrow?”

Yvette stopped. Her gaze stilled. Her tone was calm and accepting.

“Yarden doesn’t want me to go. You probably don’t want to see me either. So, I won’t be attending. I’ll just wish you a happy marriage and a long life together. I may not get another chance to congratulate you.”

Henry’s heart jolted when he heard that.

‘What did she mean by that?’ he thought.

He could not understand. He wanted to stop her and ask, but Sophia called him at that moment.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then answered.

“Henry, don’t drink too much today. If you are late tomorrow, I won’t forgive you…”

“Alright. I’ll listen to you.”

Yvette heard his gentle response and his chuckle. She took Yarden home.

She slept through the night. There were no dreams. When she woke up, it was already 8 a.m.

After breakfast, Yarden drove her to the airport.

The plane was scheduled to take off at 11 a.m. There was still time, so she said, “Yarden, you should go to the wedding. They must be waiting for you. I’ll call you when I arrive.”

Yarden looked at his watch. He sighed and nodded.

She watched him leave. Then, she walked through the gate alone and boarded the plane.

Before takeoff, she was about to turn off her phone when Henry called.

She paused for a moment. Then, she rejected the call and blocked his number.

Before the plane took off, she looked at the city one last time. This was the place she had lived in for more than twenty years.

Then, she closed her eyes. She felt no attachment to anything anymore.