Ding!Another message came in.> [If you want to see the affair your fiancée is having, come to Manca Raya Hotel right now! Room 24 on the 5th floor.]Jackson narrowed his eyes sharply, reading the message with growing anger.‘Who the hell is this? How did they even get my number—and why would they send something like this to me?! Or... is this Bram’s doing? Is he trying to make me angry?! How dare he?!’ Jackson thought furiously, trying to calm himself down.“Damn it! What the hell is going on?! Jenny... aren’t you supposed to be doing your henna ceremony at home right now? This can’t be real. It must be fake! That photo must’ve been edited. Jenny would never do something like that,” he muttered to himself.He stared at the smile on Jennyfer’s face in the photo. No—he was sure that couldn’t be his girl at all.Jackson immediately made a call—to the security guard stationed at his mansion’s entrance.“Mr. Burhan. Is the Young Miss at home?”As soon as the call was picked up, Jackson w

Her clothes were slightly wet from the rain, but Jennyfer didn’t care anymore. She quickly entered and climbed the stairs to the second floor, even though her body felt completely drained of energy.Jennyfer walked straight to the front of Jackson’s master bedroom door.Pringg! Prankk!Just as her trembling hand was about to knock, loud noises erupted from inside the room. It sounded as if Jackson was venting his frustration and anger by throwing everything within his reach.Jennyfer froze. She stood there motionless, her body shaking from fear and the cold that was biting through her.After mustering up her courage for a few moments, Jennyfer finally dared to knock.Tok! Tok! Tok!Cklek!Without waiting any longer, she turned the doorknob. Thankfully, it wasn’t locked.“What’s the point of you coming home? Why didn’t you just come back tomorrow?! Or better yet—don’t come back at all! That way you can be satisfied spending the night and continuing whatever you were doing with that bas

If only he hadn’t noticed anything strange about Jennyfer that morning—if only he hadn’t seen her smiling brightly, her rosy lips curving so sweetly in Bramasta’s arms—maybe Jackson would’ve believed it was all just a trap. But he had seen it with his own eyes. He saw the change in her demeanor since morning, and it completely closed his heart and mind to even the slightest thought of forgiveness.After brooding for hours, Jackson—his head pounding and his heart aching under the weight of everything—finally decided to stop torturing himself with thoughts that only made the pain worse. He got up, checked several documents on his desk, and left to inspect a few branches of his World Bank corporation.Fortunately, the wedding invitations he’d prepared were in electronic form and hadn’t yet been sent to all his business partners and connections. At least the news of his canceled wedding wouldn’t become gossip online. He only needed to inform the cleric who was supposed to officiate the ce

“Yes.”After answering that brief question, Jennyfer resumed walking toward the front gate — the only passage in and out of Jackson’s grand estate.The bodyguard followed her and quickly took over the suitcase she had been dragging.“I’m sorry, Miss. Please wait a moment. I’ll confirm this with Young Master first,” he said, holding onto her luggage before taking out his phone.Jennyfer only nodded faintly and smiled softly. She was curious — how would Jackson react when he found out she was leaving his house?The bodyguard called several times, but there was no answer. He didn’t give up, though, and kept redialing over and over until it had been dozens of attempts.Jennyfer stood there patiently, waiting. But deep inside, a strange uneasiness began to grow. Jackson hadn’t come home all night, and worry started gnawing at her chest. The thought of something bad happening to him made her heart race uncontrollably.“Hello.”After so many tries, Jackson’s voice finally came through the li

Jackson suddenly realized his mistake. He shouldn’t have said all that.“I’ll take my leave now, Mother,” Jackson said quickly.Knowing Jennyfer wasn’t there, he decided to leave before his mother-in-law could come up with another scheme. He knew very well how cunning she was—and what he’d just revealed made him even more uneasy.What if she asks Bram to look for Jenny? Or… no way, could Jenny actually be living with Bram? No, that’s impossible. It can’t be!Jackson’s head throbbed as panic and fear tangled within him. His anxiety grew heavier by the second, making it hard to think straight.“Albert. Let’s find Miss Jenny. No matter what—it doesn’t matter how long it takes—we must find her!”“Y-yes, President.”Obediently, Albert started the luxury car and steered it toward the main road.Their search began—and Jackson personally led it.The two of them looked everywhere, but Jennyfer was nowhere to be found. Her phone number could no longer be reached, making it even harder.Jackson