Chapter 7
After leaving home, I found an apartment to stay in.
Meanwhile. Liam remained at the hospital with Zoey.
Zoey was actually fine.
But to keep Liam close, she continued to fake illness.
Three day’s passed in the blink of an eye.
Liam hadn’t heard a word from me.
Though he tried hard to act normal, Zoey noticed how he would zone out while they were talking.
If you’re worried, go check on her. She is your wife, after all. I’ll be fine,” Zoey said, head lowered and eyes rimmed with red.
‘She’ll be fine,” Liam replied.
t sounded more like he was trying to convince himself than Zoey.
For some reason, Liam had been feeling increasingly anxious these past few days.
Like he’d lost something important.
After two more days, he finally broke down and called me.
But the call went unanswered.
“Still no answer from Riley?” Zoey asked, hiding her satisfaction behind a concerned tone.
“Don’t worry, Liam, I’m sure she’s fine.I bet she’s just trying to make you worried on purpose.”
“I hate to say it, but my sister is so immature. How can someone her age be so selfish? Doesn’t she know people worry about her?”
Normally, Liam loved listening to Zoey talk, no matter what she said.
But today, unusually, he didn’t agree. Instead, he frowned, feeling annoyed by her comments.
He was about to argue, but seeing Zoey’s pale, weak face, he swallowed his words.
Still, when Zoey called me selfish, Liam couldn’t help defending me: “I know Riley. She’s not like that at all.”
Zoey faltered, holding back whatever else she’d planned to say about me.
For reasons he couldn’t explain, Liam’s uneasiness kept growing.
Finally, despite Zoey’s many attempts to stop him, Liam left her behind and raced home.
The moment he stepped through the door, he froze in place.
Except for the divorce papers and wedding ring I’d left on the coffee table, every trace of me had been erased from the house–as if I’d never existed.
With trembling hands, Liam picked up the divorce agreement and quickly flipped to the last page.
I had already signed it, dated three days ago.
Even now, Liam couldn’t understand why I would want to divorce him.
Because of one slap? Surely that wasn’t enough for divorce?
Just then, his phone rang.
It was Liam’s doctor buddy.
Liam, heads up–Riley found out about the kidney,” the voice said, clearly freaking out.
What? How?” Liam froze.
“Few days back, she showed up at records. I was off that day. The temp didn’t know who she was, so when she asked for her files, they just handed everything
over.”
The phone hit the floor with a third.
All the strength drained from Liam’s body as he collapsed onto the couch.
One thought hammered in his brain.
She knew. Kiley had discovered everything.
Liam had been so sure he’d covered his tracks. So confident he could keep me in the dark forever,
But secrets never stay buried.
He shut his eyes, completely crushed.
As memories of our three years together flooded back, Liam’s heart felt like it was being torn to pieces.
Liam snatched his phone off the floor and frantically called me.
still no answer.
I wasn’t until he tried texting me and saw the red exclamation mark that it finally hit him–I’d blocked him completely.

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