The Wedding That Never Was Chapter 33

What awaited me in the following days was still endless work.

Often, before one task was finished, the next schedule was already set.

Surrounded by countless flashlights, I could only cheer up and face reporters and cameras with the most impeccable posture.

When I finally found time to fulfill my date with Leo, nearly a month had passed since the agreed day.

During this period, I never visited Adrian again. Just as I said at the airport, we wouldn't disturb each other.

When I changed my clothes and closed the door, Leo was already sitting on the sofa waiting.

He swept his gaze over my long hair and bright light-colored gauze dress, smiling slightly.

I was also looking at him.

His semi-long black hair was tied in a short ponytail behind his head.

Leo still didn't like wearing suits. A black leather jacket over a vest of the same color, paired with trendy jeans...

He looked like a hairy kid who had just turned twenty and was still in his vain phase.

I burst out laughing and walked up to take his arm.

"Miss Vaughn, you look beautiful today," Leo praised in a deep voice, imitating those French accents.

"Thank you, Mr. Vance. You are very handsome too," I retorted.

Leo smiled and helped me downstairs.

I whispered about the date arrangements, but he refused to answer.

"Surprises must remain mysterious," Leo said.

As a national female singer again, there were naturally many flies buzzing around me.

So a sun hat wrapped with flowers covered most of my face.

Even so, the sound of shutters clicking all the way never stopped.

[Exclusive: Female Star Ilara's Date Scene, The Partner Is Actually Him]

I could imagine what tomorrow's headlines would be.

I had been dealing with the media for a long time, but that didn't mean I wouldn't get annoyed by it.

Leo seemed to notice my tight lips and silence. He patted my hand soothingly.

Unlike the usual Western dating habits, Leo took me to Disneyland, which had just been built not long ago.

There is no shortage of rich people in Los Angeles. When we arrived, the park was already overcrowded.

Countless people came with partners, and long lines formed in front of every attraction. Naturally, parents with children made up the largest group.

Ubiquitous broadcasts played cheerful songs, candy-colored horses flew on the carousel, and pirate ships carried people straight into the clouds...

I had never seen such a scene.

I looked at the children hopping and skipping while holding hands, holding cotton candy and Mickey-shaped balloons...

That lonely look crashed into Leo's eyes, making his heart tremble uncontrollably.

Although amusement parks had been built one after another in Europe, Ilara had been in the hospital for a long time and had never seen them.

At this moment, she lined up behind the long queue for the carousel with novelty. Leo let go of her hand and went to the stalls selling sweets and cotton candy alone.

Ilara, standing alone in the long line, suppressed her excitement, mocking herself for being ashamed to line up behind children to play with toys at her age.

Unnoticed by her, the sound of wheelchair wheels glided to a corner of the park, and then a shadow enveloped her.

Leo held several candy apples and cotton candy in one hand. He bought one of every kind from the stall, enough for Ilara to eat for days. He was secretly proud.

But he couldn't find Ilara in the long line.

She wasn't on the carousel either.

Suppressing his anxiety, Leo almost turned the entire park upside down—

But there was no trace of Ilara.

It was as if she had evaporated from the world.