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My Fiance Ran Away On Our Wedding Day novel Chapter 106

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My Fiance Ran Away On Our Wedding Day is the best current series by the author Internet. The Chapter 106 content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 106 and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.

The moonlight was sparse, and when they got out of the car, the cool air blew away their exhaustion.

Zac helped her carry her luggage to her room.

When she went downstairs, she caught a glimpse of Anika sitting on the sofa and looked at her with his calm eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"When did you come back?"

He walked over to her and sat down.

"Half a day before you went back,” he said.

Anika paused for a moment and whispered, "You haven't contacted me for two days."

Her gentle voice carried a faint hint of complaint.

Zac noticed her depressed mood and pursed his lower lip, lightly kissing her forehead.

"I'm sorry, I was stuck in doing something on an ad hoc basis.I won't do it again the future” Zac said.

Anika buried her head in his arms and remained silent for a long time before reluctantly letting him go, "Then I'll go take a shower first."

"Okay” Zac replied softly.

He looked at her as she walked upstairs and frowned faintly.

Ever since she saw him, she had been more clingy than usual.

He knew very well that it wasn't just because she missed him.

The living room quieted down.

After a while, the phone rang.

Zac took the phone from the coffee table and pressed it to answer.

"Boss, Mr.Simmons’ flight will arrive at Misty Bridge tomorrow.’’ 

Hearing this, Zac lowered his eyelids and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Yes, I see.You can pick him up at the airport tomorrow.’ 

"Do you still need to notify Mr.Thomson?"

Zac looked at the tightly shut room on the second floor.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Not yet."

"Alright, I understand."

After explaining the matter to Frederick, Zac put down his phone and got up on the second floor.

After pushing open the door of the master bedroom, the room was pitch black.

He narrowed his eyebrows for a moment and looked around the room.

He discovered Anika, who was sitting silently beside the bed and wrapped in a bathrobe.

He sighed and stepped forward, "Anika, why are you there and not moving an inch? Why didn't you turn on the light?"

The man's voice suddenly rang out.

Only then did Anika recover from her daze and mutter, "Oh, I forgot.’’ 

Actually, it wasn't that she had forgotten, but that she had turned off the lights after taking a shower.

Anika always felt that her thoughts in the darkness would be clearer.

Zac could tell, but he didn't want to aggravate her more.

He then asked, "What are you thinking about? Tell me about it?"

"Uncle told you?"

"Yes."

He didn't deny it.

Anika took a deep breath and reached out to hug him, "Zac, these past two days I have been thinking, if I am not grandfather's granddaughter, not the daughter of my parents, then who am I?"

These two days alone, she felt as if she was at a loss in a dark maze, trying to get out, but she could not find the way out.

After hearing Scott say everything that day, Anika realized that the cognition she had built up with great difficulty might be shattered again.

After leaving the orphanage, the identity that she had accepted with great difficulty did not necessarily belong to her.

Zac touched her head and said slowly, "Up until now, you still haven't figured out your identity?"

"You are my wife, the beautiful Anika Meyer."

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, and then he said, "You have family and friends now, not just yourself"

"So, Nika, don't be afraid."

‘You're my wife, so, don't be afraid” 

 As his wife, she didn't need another identity.

Anika's eyes were slightly red, and she felt that his words seemed to have dispelled the fog that had troubled her for a long time.

At the end of the road, his figure appeared in front of her and firmly extended his hand towards her.

For some reason, she was clearly not sad, but her tears could not be stopped.

Her originally suspended heart seemed to have steadied itself.

"Zac, don't you think I'm a little cowardly now?"

Her voice was muffled and her voice was very soft.

"Actually, in front of Uncle and Sara, I pretended to be very calm."

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