He Canceled Our Ring to Buy Her a Bag, and I’m the One Who Looks Foolish Chapter 06

He Canceled Our Ring to Buy Her a Bag, and I’m the One Who Looks Foolish Chapter 06

Ryan discovered I was gone at noon the next day. 

By then, I had just finished scouting locations with 

the photography team. 

I had already removed my SIM card. 

I had signed out of iMessage and deleted every 

chat app I used with him. 

My world was unbelievably quiet. 

Later, Daniel handed me his phone. 

“There’s a call from back home.” 

“He says he’s your husband.” 

I looked at the familiar number on the screen. 

I did not answer. 

Daniel did not ask any questions. He simply took 

the phone back. 

“Do you need me to handle it?” 

“No.” 

I slung my camera over my shoulder. 

“He’ll get the papers.” 

At the same time, back in the States, Ryan came home to find the living room lights still on. 

There was a stack of documents on the coffee 

table. 

The $99.99 simple ring–pendant necklace was resting on top of them. 

He frowned and picked them up. 

The first page was the divorce agreement. 

The second page was the wedding cancellation 

confirmation. 

The third page was the hotel refund receipt. 

The fourth page was the bridal salon contract 

termination form. 

Every page bore my signature, Evelyn Bennett. 

The handwriting was clear and calm, without the 

slightest hesitation. 

Ryan stood where he was, his face turning paler 

by the second. 

He immediately called me. 

The call went straight to voicemail. 

He sent an iMessage. 

It never showed as delivered. 

He froze for a few seconds, then called my 

friends. 

No one answered. 

Then he called Daniel. 

No one answered that call either. 

At last, panic set in. 

He rushed into the bedroom. 

Half of my clothes were gone from the closet. 

My ID documents were gone from the nightstand. 

My toothbrush, towels, and skincare products 

were all gone from the bathroom sink. 

Only that $1.99 CVS jar of Vaseline remained. 

Along with the bottle of body lotion Lily had left. 

behind. 

Ryan stared at those two things, and it felt as if 

something had suddenly pierced him. 

He remembered me standing by the sink last 

night, quietly looking at them.. 

At the time, he had thought I was just throwing 

another tantrum. 

He had thought that as long as he came back, as 

long as he said a few soft words, I would stay like 

I always had. 

But this time, I had said nothing. 

I had simply left. 

Ryan clutched the divorce agreement, his fingers. 

trembling slightly. 

His phone rang. 

It was his mother. 

The moment he answered, her questions came 

down on him like a storm. 

“Ryan, what is Evelyn trying to do?” 

“The wedding planner says the wedding is 

canceled, and the hotel has refunded the booking. 

The family group chat is blowing up!” 

“Get her to come out and explain this right now!” 

Ryan’s throat tightened. 

“She left.” 

“What do you mean, she left?” 

“I don’t know.” 

The other end of the line went silent for two 

seconds. 

Then Mrs. Walker Sr.’s voice rose sharply. 

“You don’t know? You don’t know where your own 

wife went?” 

“Weren’t you out shopping with Lily yesterday?” 

“I told you a long time ago that someone as petty as Evelyn would make a scene sooner or later!” 

Ryan squeezed his eyes shut. 

In the past, whenever his mother spoke about me 

like that, he had never refuted her. 

He had even thought that I really was too sensitive. 

But now, he suddenly remembered. 

I had gone all over town to buy his mother the hand–embroidered cashmere wrap she liked. 

I remembered that Mrs. Walker Sr. couldn’t stand 

onions, never drank iced tea, and had a bad lower 

back, so she could not sit on sofas that were too 

soft. 

And all Mrs. Walker Sr. had ever had to say about 

me was that I was petty. 

Ryan’s voice turned hoarse. 

“Mom, stop.” 

“Evelyn is the one who doesn’t want me anymore.” 

The other end of the line went silent at once.