Chapter 8
“They’re completely different!” Liam’s emotions flared.
“I maintained my boundaries and kept my promise to you–why can’t you forgive me? I’ve done better than most men would in my position.“]
“So many women would choose to forgive–why can’t you be one of them!”
My hand unconsciously drifted to my abdomen with an indescribable bitterness rising within me.[]
Because your betrayal killed our child.”
“When you called all the doctors away for Savannah.“[]
“When you shielded her behind you in front of me.”
“When you gave her the project I’d managed for three years just to make her happy.“]
“When you embraced each other half–naked in your office, confessing your feelings–did you think about your boundaries then? Did you remember your promises to me?”
What stood between Liam and me wasn’t just his betrayal. It was also a child who should have been born into happiness.]
Dregard
Uregarded him coldly.[]
“You know I’m not some clinging vine dependent on you for survival. I don’t need to tolerate this to maintain my lifestyle.“]]
“The moment you developed feelings for Savannah, we’re done. I don’t want to–nor could I possibly–live in endless suspicion and doubt.“]
That night, Liam didn’t sleep with Savannah not because he didn’t want to, but because circumstances prevented it.]
Because after weighing pros and cons, he chose to give up.[]
So I would never forgive a man who was both weak and calculating.
Liam pressed his lips together, watching me silently.[]
the
With a sigh, Liam chose to concede.
“I’ll sign the divorce papers. I’ll also provide appropriate financial compensation.“}]
“I have just one request–spend a few more days with me first, okay?”
through his eyes.
“Don’t… don’t make me lose you so suddenly. This feeling of being unprepared–I can’t handle it…”
Two years dating, eight years married.[]
Ten full years together, Miranda and Liam had become deeply intertwined, accustomed to each alive–impossible to escape the pain.
I took a deep breath. “Liam, I went through the same thing. When I suddenly learned of your betrayal, I
“Remember this–people who’ve made mistakes don’t get to make demands.“]
After a lengthy silence, he nodded. “I understand.“[]
The next morning, after Liam signed the divorce papers, he caught the first flight back.]
We’d both outgrown the age of reckless passion.
He had his business empire, I had my future to rebuild.]
Desperate clinging wasn’t his style; compromise wasn’t in my nature.[]
Our best ending was a clean, complete separation.[]
Liam was a brilliant businessman who knew how to calculate gain and loss.
A momentary emotional breakdown wouldn’t derail his methodical life.[]
W
constant presence. Separating was like being flayed
Vas also shattered to the core.“||
The thirty–day cooling–off period passed quickly. During this time, apart from necessary work transitions and property settlements, Liam didn’t reach
On the appointed date, I returned to finalize our divorce.
