ut him off directly, clenching my fists, my eyes fixed on his face. “Liam Hayes, anyone else can call me names, but *you* absolutely cannot!”
“In these ten years, how much I sacrificed for you, you know perfectly well yourself!”
“I was the one who was supposed to marry you, yet you slept with your secretary right before our wedding. You said your infidelity was just an oversight, and I tolerated it, I forgave you.”
“But then you said she was pregnant, brought her home, made me sleep in the guest room, showed off your affection in front of me every day, and even wanted me to accept your child? Where do I stand in all of this? Why should I pay for your mistakes?”
He still clung to bie unrepentant attitude impatiently explaining biocald “I told you Chloe and Lesly set together by accident when we were
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He still clung to his unrepentant attitude, impatiently explaining himself. “I told you, Chloe and I only got together by accident when we were drunk. Why do you always have to dwell on that?”
I couldn’t help but scoff, retorting, “Are you sure?”
“What’s there to be unsure about? We’ve been together for ten years, would I lie to you?”
But Liam, how many times have you lied to me?
I pulled out my phone and showed him recent SnapChat messages with Chloe, their intimate transactions, and thousands of explicit photos, so racy they looked like they belonged in a film. He stared, wide–eyed, speechless.
“Do you have anything else to explain?”
He froze for a long time, his pupils contracting. I found it utterly tiresome and turned to leave. But he suddenly dropped to his knees, grabbing my pants leg, sobbing.
“Aurora, I’m so sorry, I really didn’t mean it. Sometimes when you’ve had too much to drink, and you’re caught in the moment…”
“Anyway, whether it’s once or twice, it’s all the same. But you have to know, you’re still the one I love!”
Hearing his explanation, I felt utterly disgusted. I instinctively stepped back, shaking my head. “Liam Hayes, please don’t bother me again. We’ve already broken up.”
His grip on my leg tightened. “No! You can’t break up! I don’t agree! We’re getting married soon; you’re my wife! The wedding is next week! We’ve invited all our friends and family. Do you want them to laugh at us?”
I’d rather they laugh than spend the rest of my life with a man like Liam. Julian kicked Liam away, saying coldly, “You don’t need to worry about that. I’ll give my wife a much grander wedding. A scumbag like you doesn’t deserve her!”
At Julian’s command, a dozen security guards escorted us out. Behind us, Liam Hayes’s desperate cries echoed. He ripped his throat, yelling, “Who are you?! Why are you stealing my wife?!”
Julian didn’t hesitate, shouting his name loudly. “I’m Julian Hayes!”
Hearing that name, Liam instantly deflated like a punctured balloon, collapsing to the ground. In the city’s elite circles, no one didn’t know the name Julian Hayes. The scion of the powerful Hayes family–Julian Hayes.
