Chapter 1

This was my eighteenth wedding to Don Luca Rossano.

This time,my parents and my fiancé left with my adopted sister again.

My parents only called me.Their voices were impatient.

"Vera's stomach is acting up again.We're taking her to the hospital.The wedding is canceled.Handle it yourself."

My bridesmaid,Vivian,my best friend since childhood,questioned me with disgust.

"Do you really think your wedding matters more than Vera's health?She was in so much pain she almost passed out,and you still didn't want us to take care of her.When did you become this vicious?"

As for my fiancé,Luca,he did not even bother to call.

He only sent one text:The wedding is canceled.We'll talk next time.

I stared at those few words over and over.

He had brushed me off with the same line eighteen times.

A cold laugh slipped from my lips.

Only then did I realize I felt nothing at all.

Eighteen times.

Enough.

I no longer wanted to beg people who had already made their choice.

...

I picked up the microphone and walked onto the wedding stage.The stage was covered in amethyst violets,Vera's favorite flowers.My wedding was filled with the flowers my adopted sister loved most.

"I'm sorry,everyone.Today's wedding is canceled."

The guests exchanged glances.

Not one of them looked surprised.

"I knew it.Out of all these weddings,has a single one ever actually happened?If I were Isabella,I wouldn't have the nerve to show my face."

"Their whole family revolves around that younger daughter.If I were Isabella,I'd just hand the man over to her and leave.At least she'd save herself some humiliation and keep a little dignity."

"What do you know?She's like that girl in Just My Luck.Whatever she touches turns lucky,and everyone around her hits the jackpot.

Every time Don Luca tries to cut things off with her,the Rossano family's hidden port accounts blow open the next day.He's tried several times and lost multiple cargo routes.If not for that,he wouldn't still be with her."

I walked down from the stage under their stares.

I heard every word.

But this time,losing a few cargo routes would probably be the least of their worries.

I changed out of my wedding dress and drove back to the Bellini estate,ready to take my things and leave.

But the moment I reached the door,a large group of people came pouring in.

Vera was in the middle of them,surrounded by everyone,all of them smiling as if she had just come back from the brink of death.

The second they saw me,their smiles vanished.

Luca's eyes darkened.

"Isabella,you canceled the wedding without even giving the guests a reason?Now everyone will think it was because of Vera again.You can take the blame for this yourself."

My father gave a cold snort,too lazy even to look at me.

"You really made a mess this time,Isabella.Every time before this,you handled the public opinion yourself.We never had to worry.

Now go tell everyone the wedding was canceled because you caused a scene."

Vivian had already taken out her phone.

"I'll have my contacts pass the line to a few street channels.Isabella can still apologize now.Then we'll get a few street accounts to drag her for not knowing the rules,and no one will keep staring at Vera."

I did not answer any of them.

I only stood there.

Good.

Very good.

I'm fed up.

Three days.

I would give myself three days to cut every tie,then leave this life for good.

"Isabella,are you even listening?I'm telling you,if you don't clean this up,I can't promise when the next wedding will be."

Luca stopped in front of me,his voice sharp and impatient.

Just then,Vera finally spoke,her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

"It's all my fault.I ruined Luca and Isabella's wedding.Blame me."

"There are still a few good dates this month.The wedding can still..."

Before she finished,she started coughing.

Luca rushed to her side at once and patted her back.

"It's not your fault.Don't overthink it.Your sister can't live without me,so it doesn't matter when we get married."

"You're overthinking it."

Those were the first words I said after entering the house.

Everyone froze.

I lifted the bag in my hand.

"I'm leaving."

The words had barely fallen.

The next second,a crisp slap cracked through the air.