At the wedding banquet, the vibration of my phone pulled me back to reality.
Looking down, I saw a message from an unknown number.
[Whether you paid three hundred million or three billion, with just one word from me, Darrick will abandon you and come back to me. Just wait and see!]
The next second, Darrick's phone rang, Myra Shields's weak voice reached his ears, "Darrick... I'm sorry.”
“If I hadn't misjudged the situation, your family wouldn't be on the brink of bankruptcy and you wouldn't have had to marry a woman you don't love for three hundred million. It's all my fault."
"In our next life, we must meet sooner..."
The voice abruptly cut off, making Darrick's face instantly drained of color.
Just as he was about to redial to check on her, the hospital emergency room called, "Mr. Calderon, Miss Shields swallowed an entire bottle of sleeping pills. She arrived too late and her condition is critical.”
“You're the only contact listed on her phone. Please come immediately. Don't leave any regrets."
The phone slipped from his palm and crashed heavily onto the floor.
Darrick sprang to his feet, ready to dash out.