INICIAR SESIÓNI turned and walked out of the kitchen before he could throw another line into the water and I made it all the way up the stairs and into my bedroom and closed the door before my hands started shaking badly enough that I had to press them flat against the dresser to make them stop.Twenty minutes later I was sitting on the bathroom floor with my phone pressed against my ear and Marcus's voice pouring through the speaker like warm water washing over a wound that would not stop bleeding."He is trying to make you admit our relationship before you are legally free," Marcus said quietly. "Every question about me is designed to push you into saying something he can use in court.""I know." I closed my eyes. "I did not give him anything but he is getting smarter about how he asks. He is not screaming anymore. He is probing. Testing. Watching my face for the smallest crack.""Are you scared?""Yes." The word came out smaller than I wanted it to but there was no point in lying to the one pers
Jia's POVRachel called me at seven thirty in the morning while I was still sitting on the edge of my bed staring at the wall and trying to gather enough energy to face another day in a house that felt more like a prison with every sunrise."I need you to review Liam's financial disclosures before the settlement can move forward," she said in that brisk, efficient tone that always made me feel like I had a general leading my army instead of just a lawyer handling my paperwork. "Some of the numbers he submitted do not match the joint account records I pulled independently. I need you to go through your personal documents and separate what belongs to you individually from what was acquired during the marriage.""I will do it today." I got up and walked to the closet where I had been keeping a box of financial records hidden behind my winter coats since the week I first met with Rachel. "How bad are the discrepancies?""Bad enough to suggest he is already trying to undervalue certain ass
Jake's POVSomething was rotting inside this family and I could smell it getting worse every single day. Liam had started taking phone calls in hallways and ending conversations the moment anyone walked into the room. Mia had started asking questions about Jia's divorce with the kind of interest that went way beyond casual concern from a sister in law. And Marcus was sitting in his office going through financial documents like a man searching for a body he already knew was buried somewhere underneath the floorboards.I was standing in the middle of all of it with one brother's secret in my left hand and another brother's suspicion in my right, and the woman I married circling the whole thing like a vulture waiting for something to die so she could feed on it.I had made a decision after my last conversation with Marcus. I was not going to tell Liam about Marcus and Jia because Marcus had trusted me with that information and I was not going to betray him before he was ready to speak fo
"I am going to delay the divorce." I cracked my knuckles one at a time. "I will dispute every asset, challenge every valuation, and drag the proceedings out long enough to buy us time. She wants to leave quietly? I will make sure the process is so loud and so ugly that she has to choose between fighting me in court for a year or accepting a settlement that leaves her with nothing.""And what about Marcus?" Mia's voice dropped lower. "He is still reviewing the company finances and if he finds what you have been doing with those transactions, the divorce will be the least of your problems.""I know." The words tasted bitter coming out of my mouth because Mia was right and I hated when Mia was right. "What evidence do you have about Marcus and Jia? I need to know exactly what you are holding.""I have enough." She picked up her phone and turned it over in her hands without showing me the screen. "But I am not going to reveal everything until I know exactly how much this information is wo
Liam's POVI walked out of Jia's room with her voice still ringing in my ears and the image of that divorce folder pressed against her chest like a weapon she was daring me to try and take from her. She was serious. Not the kind of serious that fades after a few days of flowers and kind words. The kind of serious that comes with lawyers and signatures and bank account numbers printed on legal paper.I had underestimated her and that was a mistake I was not going to make again.I went straight to my study and locked the door and pulled out the phone I kept hidden in the bottom drawer of my desk. The one that could not be traced through the Collins network. I scrolled through the contacts until I found the name I was looking for and pressed call."It is Liam." I did not bother with a greeting because pleasantries were a waste of time when your entire life was burning down around you. "I need you to pull together everything you can find about my wife's marital assets. Joint accounts, inv
I thanked him and he moved on and I spent the next three hours burying myself in patient files and surgical prep notes because the hospital was the only place in my life where I could be someone other than Liam Collins's wife.At four thirty, Liam walked through the hospital entrance carrying a paper bag from the Italian restaurant on Fifth Street and a smile so warm it could have melted glass. He found me in the staff lounge and set the food on the table in front of me while two of my colleagues watched from the other side of the room."You have been working too hard, Jia." He unpacked the containers and arranged them neatly like a man who had been preparing meals for his wife his entire life instead of a man who had never once cooked anything for me in three years of marriage. "I brought you chicken parmesan and that salad you like with the roasted beets.""That is so thoughtful of you, Mr. Collins," one of the nurses said with a smile that made me want to scream."She deserves it."







