This was the ninth time Flora Keenan had booked a wedding photoshoot. Jonathan Lane still did not show up and only texted her. Jonathan: [Flora, I'm sorry. Training has been crazy lately. I really can't make it.] Jonathan: [Behave. Don't be mad at me.] This time, she did not get angry like she had in the past. Instead, she just turned off her phone and quietly left by herself. Night had already fallen. On the subway, the two girls beside her suddenly gasped in excitement. "Oh my gosh! Jonathan and Flora, the ice-skating power couple, are getting married next month? Is this real?" "They even posted their custom wedding rings online! Jonathan posted it on his official account too. It has to be real!" Flora quickly pulled out her phone. Her fingers shook slightly. It was true. Just two minutes ago, Jonathan had posted on Weibo and tagged her. The photos showed their brightest moments on the ice. There was also a huge diamond ring designed by a world-famous jeweler. Their initials were engraved inside it. Jonathan: [Flora, our wedding is finally happening.] Her eyes instantly turned red. Tears filled them as all the sadness from him standing her up disappeared. That i***t. They had agreed to keep the wedding private so it would not affect this season's competition. Why had he suddenly made it public? Warmth spread through her chest. Instead of going home, she went straight to the rink. Eight years ago, Flora and Jonathan had both been chosen for the nation's top rink. They became partners in pair figure skating. Jonathan was cold, elegant, and impossible to approach. He was the Ice Prince every girl dreamed about. Flora was graceful and pure, like an angel. Every media company wanted to interview her. For eight years, they skated perfectly together and competed in countless tournaments. For two years in a row, they won the world championship title. They had been skating partners for eight years. They had also loved each other for eight years. Their biggest dream was to win the next world championship and take home a third straight title. After that, they would retire together, get married, and start a family. But half a year ago, everything changed during training. They were practicing a difficult quadruple twist lift when Jonathan made a mistake during the throw. The moment Flora landed, her skate blade suddenly snapped. Her ankle shattered the instant she hit the ground. She would never compete again. Jonathan had knelt beside her hospital bed with tears in his eyes and proposed to her. "Flora, marry me. In this life, you are my only perfect partner on the ice. You are also my only love." With all their teammates watching, she cried and said yes. To avoid affecting his final competition, she buried the urge to make their relationship public and secretly started preparing for the wedding. A woman who had once been proud and dazzling gave up her comfortable retirement plans. She stayed at the training base and became an assistant coach, handling every small task no one else wanted to do. Jonathan would often pull her into his arms, guilt filling his red eyes. "Flora, I've let you down. Once I win this final championship, we'll retire together." But somewhere along the way, Jonathan changed. He always said he was busy. Even though they were still at the same training base, they spent less and less time together. Flora slowly became anxious. She kept overthinking everything and felt more lost every day. But Jonathan's sudden public announcement had completely surprised her and filled her with happiness. The rink was empty. Flora searched everywhere for him. As she walked past the rehabilitation room, she suddenly heard soft gasps and moans coming from inside. They belonged to a man and a woman. Her steps stopped. Then, she slowly pushed the door open.