The Boy Who Tattooed My Name on His Chest novel Chapter 42

A month ago, he told me he was planning to celebrate my birthday and had been preparing for a whole year.

But now, on the screen, Ash was laughing happily in David’s family home.

The peonies planted in the yard were also Ash’s favorite flowers.

The hot air balloon that David had once used to propose soared into the sky once again.

This time, I could clearly see the words behind it.

“Tuner loves A”

The “A” was Ash’s A, not my Amy’s A.

I heard David’s voice on the live stream, sincere as though making a vow.

“Ash, may you live a life of happiness and peace.”

I turned off my phone, took the plane ticket my uncle had bought me, and boarded the flight.

David, we will never meet again.

David clenched his phone, inexplicably feeling uneasy deep inside.

He had sent me a message an hour ago, but I hadn’t replied.

Ash noticed David’s distracted demeanor and felt a pang of jealousy. She subtly moved closer to him.

“David, could you move the camera a little? This angle is making me look bad.”

David, for some reason, felt empty inside. He turned off the camera and gave a perfunctory smile.

“Let’s call it a day, Ash. I’ll take you home.”

But his assistant suddenly shouted.

“Boss Turner, why did you turn it off? The live stream just cut off!”

David furrowed his brows. “What live stream?”

Ash tugged at his hand, beginning to act coquettish.

“Didn’t you say you were preparing a surprise for me? I had the assistant connect your phone to the live stream so we could share the video you just filmed, as a little keepsake!”

David felt increasingly agitated. He hadn’t expected Ash to start the live stream without his permission, but he suppressed his frustration.

“I’ll have someone take you home.”

After sending Ash away, David discovered that I hadn’t replied to his messages in the last three hours.

A great sense of panic rose in him. He rushed to the cemetery but found it empty.

He hurried to the hospital room only to discover it was already empty, with a letter left on the table.

David’s eyelids twitched violently, and an ominous feeling overtook him. Cold sweat broke out on his back.

He opened the envelope and found the divorce papers. His legs weakened, and he nearly collapsed.

“How is this possible?!”

The assistant barged in, “Not good, Boss Turner! Someone just left a message in the live chat wishing you and Miss Ash a 99-year anniversary. The username looks like your wife’s name...”

“I traced the IP address and found...”