Chapter 6

From that day on, Liam started visiting me and the baby in the hospital room frequently, acting like a good father.

Except, every time he came, I would cry. I'd cry about how difficult things had been for me, how much I’d gone through by his side building his career over the years, and how much I loved him.

Because I knew, with his personality, he would soon grow tired of it, and then he would yearn even more for his dream girl.

That would bring him one step closer to asking for a divorce himself.

And these words of mine were like a form of manipulation, ensuring he'd feel more guilty when he brought up the divorce, thus giving me more compensation.

But what Liam didn't know was that I knew about every single meeting he had with his dream girl over those months.

Ever since I learned of Chloe's existence, I had hired a private investigator. Every time Chloe's plane landed, I knew.

Finally, after I cried for 40 days straight, Liam finally exploded.

He roared at me, "Aria, aren't you annoying? It's the same words every single day. You might not be tired of saying them, but I'm sick of hearing them! I never realized before that you were such a difficult person. Look around this entire hospital, is there anyone as unreasonable as you? You're like some crazy, nagging woman."

Unreasonable? A nagging woman?

I suppressed the fury in my heart and quietly asked him, "What do you want?"

Liam was silent for a long time. "Let's get a divorce. I'll bring the divorce papers tomorrow."

With that, he turned and stormed out of the hospital room.

But what Liam didn't know was that I had already made up my mind to divorce him.

Because, he couldn't live much longer.

My thoughts pulled back from the past, and I kept replaying Chloe's phone call, wondering what her intention was.