Chapter 3

Chloe left early the next morning.

The mess in the house had been meticulously cleaned up.

Sarah Montgomery called me, telling me to come downstairs.

When I opened the car door, Jake Peterson was sitting next to Sarah.

He gave me a provocative smile. "Excuse me, Liam Henderson, I'm also going to see Elder Montgomery. You don't mind, do you?"

Before I could reply, Sarah impatiently spoke. "Liam Henderson, get in the car."

I closed my eyes for a moment, ignoring Jake's taunt.

After getting in the car, I asked Sarah,

"Didn't you buy me breakfast?"

Sarah froze for a moment. I deliberately smiled. "You forgot, when I woke up this morning, you said you were going to buy me breakfast."

I didn't know when Chloe had left.

But Sarah's face went from pale to dark after hearing me, and Jake gasped.

"You two... slept together?"

His tone held an ill-concealed triumph.

I didn't answer. Instead, I feigned surprise and looked at Sarah.

Sarah "hmm"-ed, her face turning even worse.

She picked up a bubble tea from beside her, preparing to drink it.

I added fuel to the fire, continuing:

"Didn't you say last night you were going to quit bubble tea? High sugar isn't good for the baby, we're supposed to be preparing for pregnancy."

*Clatter.*

The bubble tea fell to the ground. Sarah's dark eyes swirled with a chilling coldness, as if threatening to swallow me whole.

Jake Peterson, however, smiled meaningfully.

"Is that so? Well, I'm really looking forward to your baby."

I smiled gently, looking at Sarah.

"I'm looking forward to it too. For us to have a complete family."

Sarah's irritation was visible to the naked eye.

This irritation reached its peak when Chloe Miller appeared.

Chloe carried her bag, wearing an expression that seemed to relish in the unfolding drama.

She was with a few other people I couldn't distinguish.

But judging by Chloe's demeanor, they were likely the other three who'd impersonated Sarah.

"Sarah Montgomery, aren't you going to introduce us?" I intertwined my fingers with hers. "Are they your friends too?"

"Chloe Miller." Before Sarah could speak, Chloe extended her hand to me. "Nice to meet you, brother-in-law."

The words "brother-in-law" were deliberately emphasized.

In bed, Chloe sometimes played games and would purposely call me "brother-in-law."

Hearing it from her now, in this setting, it carried an inexplicable intimacy.

Sarah slapped my hand away, pulling Chloe outside.

Jake Peterson's triumph in his eyes became even more obvious.

He smiled, looking at me. "Liam Henderson, is Sarah's temper really bad? Only I'm close enough to her that she treats me well."

"Not that bad." I smiled, going along with his words. "She's been quite well-behaved lately."

Jake chuckled.

The others burst into laughter too.

I felt incredibly uncomfortable among this group. Just then, I received another anonymous message: *[Come to the backyard.]*

I went out, half-believing, half-doubting.

I hadn't walked two steps when I heard Sarah Montgomery's voice from behind the rockery:

"He touched you? Why did he say he wanted to prepare for pregnancy?"

Chloe Miller stood with her hands in her pockets, leaning lazily against a tree. "What, you're having second thoughts?"

"He's my husband!" Sarah frustratedly grabbed her collar.

"He didn't touch me."

Chloe impatiently waved her hand away.

"But what if he did? He wouldn't even notice anyway. And even if he did, at most it'd lead to divorce, and wouldn't that be perfect for you to be with Jake Peterson?"

Sarah hesitated, then irritably picked up the bubble tea beside her.

But then she seemed to think of something and tossed it into the trash.

"You're not planning to divorce her?"

Chloe narrowed her eyes, her voice turning cold. "Aren't you afraid Liam Henderson will get angry if he finds out?"

"He won't," Sarah said with certainty. "He loves me very much, he won't get angry. Once his birthday is over in a few days, and the game ends, I'll properly settle down and live with him."

"In any case, you need to rein it in. Liam Henderson wants a child, and I'll give him one, it'll be compensation for deceiving him these past three years."

"What about Jake Peterson then?"

Sarah said nothing.

I lowered my gaze to my phone, where the divorce papers from my lawyer were in my inbox.

Before the wedding, I had genuinely intended to live a proper life with her.

I didn't even ask for her love; simply living as respectful partners would have been enough.

From the moment I learned the truth until the wedding day, I gave her countless opportunities, waiting for her to confess to me.

But she never did.

Three years. Whether it was with Sarah Montgomery or Chloe Miller.

I was tired of this game.

After dinner, Sarah Montgomery and I went home together.

As I leaned over to buckle her seatbelt, my phone lit up.

Sarah merely glanced at it, then pushed me away and got out of the car to answer the call.