Chapter 1 I Died on My Wedding NightI died on my wedding night.During our ceremony, my husband left me at the altar, making me

"Miss Anna, are you sure you want to erase all your personal records? Once it's done, you will effectively cease to exist, and no one will be able to find you."

Anna paused for a moment, then nodded firmly.

"Yes, I want to disappear from everyone’s view."

There was a hint of surprise on the other end of the line, but they replied quickly, "Understood, Miss Anna. The procedure will be completed within two weeks. Please be patient."

After hanging up, Anna took out her phone and booked a flight to France for two weeks later.

Meanwhile, a replay of the Texas Consortium’s press conference was on TV.

A week earlier, Jonathan, the president of the Texas Consortium, unveiled a unique piece of jewelry made from the world’s finest diamonds and gemstones, crafted specifically for his wife and named—

AYANNA

By naming it after Anna, Jonathan declared to the world his undying love for her.

The launch of AYANNA went viral across all major platforms, generating endless buzz. After the press conference, the TV began showing clips of reporters interviewing people on the street.

“Hello, sir! Are you aware of the legendary romance between Mr. Jonathan and his wife?”

A woman in a floral dress replied with envy, "Who doesn’t know their love story? Mr. Jonathan even published a book filled with little notes about his wife! Since she loves cherries, he filled the entire garden with cherry trees. I told my husband to learn from him, but he said he couldn’t be that kind of man. It's just frustrating!"

The reporter continued interviewing others.

A young female college student stood before the microphone with her hands clasped to her chest, saying with starry eyes, “Their love story is like a fairy tale come true! Mr. Jonathan is just the epitome of a true romantic. Four years ago, when his wife was critically ill and needed a kidney, he didn’t hesitate. Despite everyone’s objections, he lay on the operating table that very day to give her his own. He said his wife was his life, and if she were gone, he wouldn’t want to live either. What a perfect man!”

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The reporter interviewed countless people, each expressing envy for Jonathan and Anna’s love.

The news replayed over and over, while Anna watched with a bitter smile.

Since childhood, her looks had attracted countless admirers.

But after her parents’ early divorce, Anna had never trusted love. She rejected every confession, saying, "Sorry, I don’t want a boyfriend. I'm not interested in romance."

Then she met Jonathan.

Unlike others, he persistently pursued her for three years, only growing more determined with each rejection. Once, he nearly risked his life in a high-stakes race just to win a necklace she liked.

Only then did her heart begin to soften.

When they were together, his love never wavered; in fact, he went to great lengths to make her feel cherished, gradually melting her hardened heart.

Even his proposal took fifty-two attempts before she finally found the courage to say yes and agreed to marry him.

On the day of his proposal, Anna looked at the ring on her finger, tears in her eyes, and told Jonathan, “Jonathan, from now on, I’ll strive to be the best wife I can be for you, through life and death, poverty or wealth, and I will never betray you. But there’s one thing you must remember: I cannot tolerate deception. If you ever lie to me, I’ll disappear from your world forever!”

The beautiful memories had since been shattered by a harsh reality.

Three months ago, she discovered that Jonathan had secretly taken a lover. He spent his days with Anna, and his nights with her. His heart was already divided between the two.

It turned out to be true: the one who falls in love first often falls out of it first, while the one who loves slowly can’t help but keep loving deeply.

Anna smiled bitterly, turned off the TV, and printed out the divorce papers she had prepared, carefully signing her name.

Now, her words had come true. She would disappear from his world forever.

After signing her name, she placed the divorce papers in a beautifully wrapped gift box.

An hour later, Jonathan walked in.

Without even taking off his shoes, he rushed over, holding her close as he apologized softly, “I’m sorry, Anna. I went to pick up the jewelry today, so I’m late for our anniversary. Don’t be mad, okay?”

Jonathan took out the AYANNA jewelry box, coaxing her. The collar of his black shirt was slightly open, revealing faint kiss marks and scratches on his skin stung Anna's eyes deeply.

Was he really out picking up jewelry, or was he with Isabella?

He probably just left Isabella’s bed.

Jonathan, oblivious to her expression, gazed at her with affection, fastening the jewelry on her. The sparkling gems reflected her beauty, making her even more radiant.

"Anna, you look stunning," Jonathan said, his eyes full of admiration.

Anna didn’t show any joy. Instead, she handed him the box with the divorce papers, her eyes red. “This is for you.”

Jonathan looked puzzled, “