Chapter 4 1288 (Voucher Chapter 4 Isabella's heart skipped a beat when Marcus looked up at her with a cold gaze and said, "When you have a fever, you should stay home and rest. Don't go out." The Swiss doctors, respecting patient confidentiality, hadn't informed Marcus of her condition. Isabella returned to the present moment and exhaled with relief. "I understand. Thank you." "Being unwell means you need someone to care for you," Marcus said, glancing over at her. "I couldn't reach your parents." Isabella stiffened. After a long silence, she quietly said, "They're no longer here." Marcus was taken aback. "What do you mean?" Isabella gazed out the window, her eyes distant. "Two months after we broke up, my parents were killed in a car crash." Two months after that, she was diagnosed with an illness, leading to endless rounds of chemotherapy and a seemingly endless darkness. Marcus's expression turned blank as he looked intently at Isabella's face. 0.00% 13 23 Chapter 1288 (Vouchers Following a prolonged, tense silence, Marcus finally unclenched his fists and rasped, "I'm sorry. I wasn't aware of that." Isabella let out a bitter chuckle. "We're not connected anymore. It's none of your concern." Marcus went quiet once more. He lowered his eyes and set a lunchbox down next to Isabella. "Eat something first." When Isabella opened the box, she found all her favorite dishes inside, which made her heart skip a beat. She took two bites, feeling a sharp sting in her nose that intensified with each bite. Setting her fork down, she inquired, "There's something else to say, isn't there?" you want Marcus's eyes grew dim, but he managed to say, "Laura was thrilled to see you. I hope you'll reconsider being her bridesmaid. I'll handle your visa issues. Just tell me what else you need-anything is fine." Isabella's fingers slowly clenched. "You want me to go too?" "I don't want to disappoint Laura." Isabella was speechless. The delightful meal she had just eaten now left a bitter taste in her mouth She thought, "Marcus, oh Marcus. When did you become so cold? You ended things with such indifference, and now you're merciless 18.36% 13.23 Chapter 4 288 (Vouchers enough to force me to witness you marrying someone else right before my eyes." Isabella's eyes grew misty. She sniffed and looked away. "Alright, but you must promise me something." "And what's that?" "Take a picture of me." Though the request seemed straightforward, Marcus's brow creased a bit. He likely recalled their past conversations about "cheating." In those days, she had jokingly warned him, "If you ever cheat once we're married, I'll take everything-the house, the car, everything-and leave you with nothing." It had been nothing more than a joke at the time. Yet Marcus had given her a serious look and said, "If that day ever arrives, display our photo at my wedding, expose me as a cheater, and destroy my reputation." Neither of them had ever thought that such a day would actually come. Seeing Marcus hesitate, Isabella felt her eyes grow warm. "Don't worry, it's just a regular photo." It was just an ordinary... memorial photo. She couldn't bring herself to be cruel. Even now-knowing he had 40.83% 13.23 Chapter 4 1288 Vouchers betrayed her-standing here, facing him, she felt soft-unable to take any action. When Marcus arrived to pick her up, Isabella saw that Laura was already waiting by the lake. Before Isabella could say anything, Laura grinned and exclaimed, "Marcus told me you agreed to be my bridesmaid! I'm thrilled. But he's awful at taking pictures. How about I do it for you?" Isabella hesitated. It wasn't important who snapped the photo, but she couldn't shake the memory of the picture from the bar last night. She struggled to speak, "I... prefer Marcus to take it." A fleeting desire for revenge sparked-just this once... Marcus observed her quietly before saying to Laura, "I'll be quick." Isabella moved to the edge of the lake, the chill wind biting at her. She pressed her lips tightly, trying to make her smile appear more cheerful. As Marcus snapped the photo, Laura abruptly grasped her chest and shouted, "Marcus, I don't feel good..." Isabella noticed Marcus's face shift suddenly. He immediately dropped the camera, dashed to Laura, lifted her into his arms, and hurriedly made his way to the car. "I'll get you to the hospital." 60.67% 13:23 Chapter 4 288 Vouchers Isabella remained still, shocked, as Marcus placed Laura into the car. Then, with a roar, the car started and disappeared from her sight in an instant. After a lengthy pause, Isabella retrieved the camera and scrolled through the pictures. One shot was blurry, with hardly any recognizable human figure. It was her last photo. Gazing at the image, Isabella felt a cold wind seep into her, chilling her throat painfully. It was a while before she put the camera aside and called for a taxi to the euthanasia clinic. Upon arrival, she approached the staff and said, "The contract specifies that the deceased can make a single final wish before passing." The staff member nodded in agreement. "We'll do our best to make that happen." Isabella smiled faintly, hiding the tears in her eyes. She gently said to the director, "I wish for Marcus to be a pallbearer at my funeral." 82.83% 13.24