The Moment I Froze His Black Card Was More Satisfying Than Our Wedding Night - Chapter 103: Chapter 103

When I called him for lunch at noon, his phone rang again.
He hesitated for a few seconds before answering. On the other end, Willow's tearful voice came through almost immediately.
"Hunter, please come help me! I just got into a car accident… I rear-ended someone…"
His expression shifted. "I'll be right there."
I let out a breath.
As soon as he left, I hailed a taxi straight to the airport.
On the way, the taxi passed the accident scene.
Through the window, I saw Hunter holding Willow protectively in his arms, negotiating compensation with the other driver.
I simply waved at them.
Goodbye.
Hunter, we won't meet again.
Hunter returned to the Spring River Villa at six in the evening.
He had handed the accident over to the insurance company and sent Willow home.
Willow clung to his sleeve. "Hunter, don't leave me."
His expression was cold, emotionless.
One by one, he pried her fingers off.
"Sorry. My girlfriend is waiting for me at home."
"She scares easily. It's getting dark—she needs someone with her."
Hunter spotted a cake shop nearby.
He went inside and bought two boxes of strawberry cake.
Willow frowned. "Hunter, you know I don't eat this—"
Before she could finish, he interrupted,
"It's not for you."
Willow's expression froze.
Hunter looked at the cake in his hands, a rare smile softening his face. "It's for my girlfriend. She loves it."
He carried the cake back to the villa.
Inside, silence greeted him.
A bad feeling surged in his chest.
"Lucy?"
He searched every inch of the villa, but my presence was nowhere to be found.
Panicked, he rushed to the kitchen and asked the housekeeper, Aunt Mary.
"Where's Lucy?"
She looked up. "Sir, Miss Taylor left with her suitcase at noon and hasn't returned since…"
Hunter's face drained of color.
"…What did you say? A suitcase?"
Panic gripped him.
He turned the entire villa upside down, but I was truly gone.
"Lucy, don't scare me like this."
In three years, ever since moving into the villa, I had never traveled far.
I had never even taken a suitcase.
Hunter had long grown used to my presence.
He never imagined that one day, I would leave.
Frantically, he dialed my number, only to find that I had blocked him.
He sent message after message, but there was no response.
"Lucy, what the hell are you doing?"
His eyes turned red with frustration.
A sudden thought struck him, and he called his assistant.
"Check when Lucy's contract expires."
Hunter had known from the start—three years ago, I had been hired from an agency.
I was Willow's professionally trained stand-in.
He had wanted his assistant to extend my contract before, but—
"Mr. Green," the assistant had hesitated back then, "the agency says contract renewals must be done by the original employer."
"And Miss Hughes was the one who hired Lucy."
The matter was left unsettled.
Now, with my sudden disappearance, he suspected the contract had expired.
Soon, his assistant called back.
"Mr. Green, I found it. Lucy's three-year contract—"
"It expires today."
Hunter felt his mind go blank.
"What did you say?"
His strength drained away as he collapsed onto the sofa.
The familiar villa surrounded him, memories of laughter still vivid.
But the person was gone.
"Lucy. You're really something."
Hunter clenched his fists. "After three years together, do you really not have a shred of attachment to me?"
In his rage, he smashed his phone against the wall, vowing to never care about me again.
But five minutes later—
He grabbed his car keys and sped straight to the agency.
"I want to see your boss."
"Where is Lucy?"
The agency manager, Lily, greeted him with a smile, assuming he was a high-profile client.
"Sir, welcome. We specialize in personalized stand-in services. Are you looking to hire someone?"
Hunter's gaze was ice-cold. "I'm looking for Lucy."
Lily's smile faltered.
"Ah… That's unfortunate."
"She resigned a few days ago. But we have plenty of other girls available—would you like to choose another?"
Hunter didn't believe her. He thought she was stalling.
"I only want Lucy."
He stormed in with his bodyguards, turning the agency upside down.
But he still didn't find me.
Lily shrieked in frustration.
"Sir, what exactly are you doing?"
"I already told you—Lucy quit three days ago. She's probably back in her hometown by now!"
"Are you chasing her or out for revenge?"
Hunter froze.
"Tell me—"
"Where is Lucy's hometown?"
Outside the airport, the towering cityscape was gone.
In its place was a small town, warm and familiar.
I had left the moment my contract ended.
Two hours later, the final ten million payment for my three-year stand-in contract landed in my account.
Willow had heard about my disappearance and was quite satisfied.
"Take the money and disappear. Never return to Berlin."
I let out a breath, finally feeling free.
As soon as I left the airport, I took a taxi straight to the hospital.
Three years had passed. The moment I saw my grandmother lying in the hospital bed, my eyes turned red.
"Grandma!"
She weakly lifted her head.
Her gaze lingered on me for a long time before recognition dawned.
Her voice trembled with excitement.
"Lucy… My little Lucy is home!"
I hugged her tightly, sobbing.
"Yes, Grandma. I'm home."