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He looked at me expectantly, believing a nod from me would send Chloe and her unborn child to their doom.
Disappointment washed over me. He blamed Chloe for everything! He thought I’d left because of Chloe!
As I remained silent, he interpreted it as consent. The idea of eliminating Chloe and the baby to win me back seemed to thrill him. He leaned closer, his intent clear, attempting to kiss me.
“Slap!”
My hand landed on his cheek first.
“Liam, are you insane?!”
I realized then that he’d never taken responsibility for the failed marriage. He still believed solving the problem with Chloe would bring me back. But the core issue was him. The thought of him harming two lives filled me with despair.
What has become of you? Why don’t you consider your own failings?”
Liam clutched his cheek, stunned. Then, he laughed bitterly.
“I am insane! Every night since you left, I’ve had nightmares. You leave me in different ways, rejecting me. I’m losing my mind! I’ll do anything to win you
back!”
He turned and vanished into the rain.
Liam!”
My cries were ignored. He was truly unhinged.
Before Liam could act, Chloe went into premature labor again. The baby was placed in an incubator, but died three days later. Mrs. Sterling, seeing the dead child, sighed.
“Such a cursed child.”
With Chloe useless, Mrs. Sterling withdrew all support, telling her to leave with her money. The room was empty. Chloe clutched the bank card,
sobbing.
Everything was gone. Her family, Liam, and now her child.
“Aaah!”
She wailed, receiving no comfort or pity. A nurse, hearing her cries, rolled her eyes. Before she could fully express her annoyance, Liam appeared, startling her into a curtsy.
“Mr. Sterling!”
Ignoring her, he stood before Chloe’s room. When her cries subsided, he entered.
The same room, the same two people. Chloe stared at him, her initial shock turning to hatred.
“Liam, are you satisfied? I’m ruined because of you! I have nothing!”
Liam sneered.
“Satisfied? Not nearly enough.”
The thought of being manipulated by Chloe, losing me because of her, ignited his fury. He grabbed her chin, his voice icy.
You should be glad that child didn’t survive. Otherwise, you’d be joining it.”
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