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Nathan’s heart ached as he thought about Lauren being behind this. His chest felt like it was being squeezed by a large hand, and overwhelming guilt washed over him. 

But right now, he only wanted to find Sophia immediately! 

“Sophia, answer the phone, answer the phone!” 

“I never agreed to this. How can you just say we’re divorcing?” 

In the empty room, only the repeated unanswered ringtone and Nathan’s angry shouts remained. 

The maid came up to check and was frightened by his behavior. Her eyes also reddened: 

“Mr. Nathan, the madam loves you very much. She’s probably just throwing a tantrum. What couple doesn’t fight? Once she calms down, she’ll 

probably come back” 

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probably come back.” 

“She won’t. This time she’s really angry…” 

Nathan remembered Sophia’s dim eyes when she said her last words to him that day: 

“This is the last time.” 

He vaguely understood the meaning of those words now. 

The end is the end. 

He held his head and broke down crying: 

“Don’t end it, I don’t want it to end. Sophia, I want you to come back!” 

“If I had taken you to the hospital first, if I had let you treat your legs first, if I hadn’t been soft on Lauren, would you not have left… I actually had a chance to keep you…” 

The memories of that day tumbled chaotically in his mind. 

Nathan’s mental state was somewhat disturbed, and he couldn’t come back to his senses for a long time. 

After turning the whole house upside down, he found that all of Sophia’s identification documents were gone. 

Nathan unconsciously shed tears as he looked around the room once more. 

She had left, but she hadn’t taken anything with her. 

Many of the couple items she had bought. 

Toothbrushes, clothes, accessories. 

They were all still there, untouched. 

Along with various gifts he had given her, expensive jewelry, she hadn’t taken any of it. 

He didn’t often stay at home, but every time he came back, the house was filled with the fresh frag rance of flowers. 

And her smiling embrace. 

But now the flowers in the vase had withered, and that gentle figure who always waited for him to come home was gone forever. 

Only now did he realize how many of Sophia’s passionate waits he had missed. 

He didn’t even know where to look for her. 

But he had to find her. He knew he absolutely couldn’t lose her! 

He called his private investigator, his tone harsh and urgent: 

“Sophia is gone. Send people to find her, spare no expense! Even if you have to turn the whole city upside down, find her!” 

After calming down, Nathan mobilized his entire network to search for her. 

Meanwhile, he anxiously waited at home, reviewing everything that had happened before. 

He had always given gifts to appease Sophia after each incident. Why did she still leave? 

Could it be that she didn’t receive the gifts? 

Calling the maid, he asked urgently: 

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“Oh right, sir, the madam said the safe is full now.” 

Nathan’s temples throbbed as he rushed to the study to open the safe. 

He had never understood why Sophia wanted a safe as tall as a person in the study. 

When the workers were installing the safe, he had asked about it. 

Sophia had smiled and said: 

“It’s a secret! When the safe is full, you’ll know.” 

At the time, he hadn’t thought much of it, assuming it was just a bored girl’s game. 

But now he looked at the safe full of property deeds, numbered from 1 to 99. 

Yet he still wore a bewildered expression. 

Was her secret to vanish from the world? 

Leaving him divorce papers and a contract termination agreement. 

Then completely disappearing from his world. 

What about the 99? 

Earlier when she was writing in her diary, she had recorded the number 98. What did all this mean? 

Nathan felt an immense sense of helplessness wash over him. 

Suddenly, his cigarette craving hit again. 

Speaking of diaries, right, she had left him a diary on the table.