Chapter 10

Adrian sat slumped on the couch, lost in thought. He had no idea how much time had passed when his phone suddenly rang, snapping him back to reality. "Mr. Cross, the wedding gown Ms. Powell ordered is ready, but we haven't been able to reach her. Should we..." Upon hearing this, Adrian's eyes instantly lit up. Their wedding was only three days away. Marrying him had always been Ivanna's dream. So, surely she was only sulking to make him sweat a little? But she'd definitely show up on their wedding day. "Send it to her address," he firmly ordered. "Yes, Mr. Cross." After ending the call, Adrian squared his shoulders, confidence rushing back into him in an instant. He then pulled out his phone, typing a new post for his feed. "Ivanna, I know you'll see this. Are you disappearing just to force me into apologizing? That's too petty! I won't play along. If you don't show up on our wedding day, there are plenty of women who can take your place." Within minutes, comments poured in—