Chapter 2 1288 Vouchers Chapter 2 July 1st held a deep significance. It marked Isabella's birthday and the anniversary of Marcus's proposal to her three years earlier. That night was unforgettable for her. The candlelight danced. intermittently, and the cake was adorned with her beloved starry sky design. At 23, Marcus knelt down before her, respectfully laying out all everything he owned. "Here is my car, my property deeds, and this card holds all my assets." In the dim glow of the candlelight, his youthful face shone as he inhaled deeply and gazed at her with trembling bravery. "I used to believe that the timing and place were important, but I've come to understand that the only thing that truly matters is you. I know you've always dreamed of going to Switzerland, but I can't wait any longer. We can have our wedding there. What I need to know now is... "Isabella, will you marry me?" Memories flashed in her mind like a film reel. They were now in Switzerland, just as he'd once promised. 0.00% 1322 Chapter 2 Marcus was heading toward matrimony, while she was heading toward her own demise. Isabella glanced at him. His face was unchanged, but the past was gone. She inhaled deeply, feeling tears raging within her heart, though none escaped her eyes. She offered a smile and said, "Congratulations. I hope you find happiness." The wind roared through the hospital hallway, as if mourning someone unseen. Once she left the hospital. Isabella headed to the euthanasia clinic to hand in the documents. A staff member took them, stating. "A family member needs to be present for euthanasia..." He glanced at the empty spot behind Isabella, his eyes lingering. Isabella nodded. "I'll manage on my own." The staff member merely sighed softly and said. "You have three days left... Make the most of your final moments." Once Isabella left the clinic, her phone rang with a call from Marcus. She hesitated for a moment before picking up. There was only the sound of faint breathing on the other end, yet tears filled Isabella's eyes. 2092% 13:22 Chapter 2 288 Vouchers She silently rebuked herself for her vulnerability, took a deep breath, and softly murmured, "Marcus..." Laura's voice suddenly broke through. "It's not him, it's me." Isabella snapped to attention as if doused with cold water. "Sorry, can I help you with anything?" "Marcus and I are going dress shopping tomorrow for the wedding. His sense of style is terrible, and I don't have any girlfriends around. Would you mind helping me pick one out?" Laura's words dripped with sweetness over the phone. Isabella clutched her phone tightly, feeling an impulse to decline. "I..." Before she could finish, Marcus interrupted with an indifferent tone. "10:00 a.m. tomorrow. I'll send you the address." He ended the call abruptly, leaving Isabella no opportunity to decline. A few moments later, Isabella received the address and 800 dollars. Alongside it was a message from Marcus. "Labor fee. I don't want Laura to be upset. Please." Isabella stared at the message, frozen in place for a long time, before finally responding. "Okay." The following day, she showed up at the bridal shop as promised. Seated on the sofa, she observed Laura flipping through wedding dress catalogs, smiling and asking Marcus for his opinion. 42.76% 13.23 Chapter 2 288 Voucher Marcus looked at Laura with affection, nodding in agreement with each choice. Isabella stared blankly, a distant memory surfacing in her mind. Marcus had once shared wedding dress pictures with her, promising with a smile that she would be the most beautiful bride in the world. Back then, his eyes held such a depth of tenderness. She was certain they would one day walk down the aisle together. She never imagined that a year later, she'd be the ex-girlfriend watching Marcus's joy from afar. Isabella felt sharp pains in her chest. She tried to look away, but Laura held the chosen photo right in front of her. "His taste is awful. This one is clearly stunning, but he refuses it. What do you think?" Isabella glanced down and realized Laura had picked the very design she had once adored. Was that why Marcus rejected it? Isabella suddenly said, "You still remember..." "Remember what?" Marcus raised an eyebrow and interrupted in a monotone, "I just think the style is too outdated." Isabella gazed at his impassive expression. After a lengthy silence, she agreed with a nod, "Yes... It is outdated." 68.77% 1323 Chapter 2 11 288 Woucher The style was outdated, and so was she. She tried to smile politely and move on, but her lips refused to move. Instead, she lowered her head to conceal her face. Suddenly, a warm trickle touched her nose. Bright blood dripped onto the catalog. She froze and reached to wipe it away when Marcus suddenly stood "What's wrong with you?" he asked. 92.48%