---- Chapter 11 On the way home, Royce handed me a pack of chamomile cookies. Iwas taken aback by the gesture. The sweet warmth, the subtle floral fragrance... The chamomile cookies had saved me countless times when my stomach was acting up because of the gastric. accepted them. "Thank you..." "The chamomile scent is strong in this one. Just eat a little. Your stomach isn't in great shape," he said with acalm tone, as if he had always known about my stomach problems. I glanced at him, baffled. "T saw the bottles of yoghurt drink in your fridge. Every one of them is low-sugar and targeted toward gastric patients." He had been paying close attention to me, even if he preferred to be quiet about it. I took a bite of the biscuit, feeling my heart stir. ---- Never once did Royce bring up the phone call from Lars. The next day, I was woken up by my mother and quickly dragged away to try on my wedding makeup. My wedding day was approaching, and I had to try on six sets of dresses and six different makeup styles all in one day. I felt like I was being swept up in a high- level military operation. It was nearly evening when I finally stepped out of the dressing room and heard that familiar voice. "Bianca." Lars. Immediately, my expression turned icy. "You're just wasting time, Lars. I have my own life now. Stop bothering me." He stared right at me. "Are you really getting married? " "That's right." "Tcan marry you, too!" He was panicking. "We've been together for six years! Can you throw it all away ---- that easily?" "So, you remember those six years?" I asked. "I don't even care what's between you and Pearl anymore. You only chased me in the first place because I looked like her, right?" Lars rushed to explain. "That's not true! It wasn't like that later on!" I didn't bother listening. I pulled out my phone, took him off my blacklist, and sent him every screenshot Pearl had forwarded me. "You have no right to question me. Look at these! Our relationship died a long time ago." His voice turned hoarse. "Bianca, give me one more chance..." "When it comes to relationships, there are things that are gone forever once you miss them. Don't contact me again," I said calmly. "I don't want anything standing between me and my future husband." I turned and walked away without looking back. As I walked, I saw a black car parked at the street corner. Royce leaned against the door, staring Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!