Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left

Sienna's POV“I want to end the contract,” I said softly but firmly. I looked into my mother-in-law’s eyes—Mrs. Wilson—who sat across from me. Her gaze was sharp, but not angry. Just contemplative, like she was weighing something important. “You once said that if Liam didn’t fall in love with me within five years, the contract would be void, right?” I asked to confirm. She didn’t deny it. “I did say that, Sienna,” she replied calmly. “But now you and Liam have Noah. You love that boy deeply. Are you really willing to let him grow up and see someone else as his mother?” I inhaled deeply, my chest tightening—but my answer was firm. “Yes. I am.” Because the truth is, this marriage was always just a contract. Even Noah—my beloved little boy—was part of that agreement. And now, with Emily back, Liam no longer needs me. Noah doesn’t seem to either.Five years I’ve lived this life. From the outside, it looked beautiful—perfect even. As if I was the luckiest woman to marry the heir of the

Sienna's POV That morning, I woke up early, as always. The sun hadn’t fully risen, yet my mind was already drifting far. Five years living in this house with him—and in all that time, we had never once shared a bed. Not because I didn’t want to, but because Liam never truly accepted me as his wife. And he had extreme hygiene habits—even the doorknob to his room couldn’t be touched without his permission. After a shower and slipping into a simple outfit, I took the document I’d prepared the night before and drove to the law office owned by my best friend, Liliana. She greeted me warmly, as always, but her smile faded the moment she saw my face—likely far too used to being drained of light. We sat in her office, and Liliana looked at me with a troubled gaze. “So all this… your relationship with Liam, your closeness with Noah—it was all just a contract?” I nodded softly. There was nothing to hide now. “Oh my God,” she whispered, holding her breath. “When I read those tabloids about

Sienna's POV I stood a few steps behind them, trying to keep my distance from the little world they had built. A world where I no longer belonged. Emily stood in the center, flanked by Liam and Noah. The little boy I had once raised with all my love now shouted loud and clear, “Dad and Aunt Emily are the best! Not like Mommy, she’s so stingy, won’t even buy me ice cream!”His voice was loud enough to turn heads in the supermarket. Whispers started circling. Some looked at us, likely wondering—who’s the real mother of that child? The elegant woman he clung to, or the quiet one standing alone in the back?I lowered my gaze. It felt like being stripped bare in public. That boy… the one I cradled all night when he had a fever, the one I read stories to until he fell asleep, was now hugging another woman and calling me “mean.” Liam said nothing. He let it happen. He allowed our son to humiliate me in public as if I meant nothing.Emily feigned concern, gently stroking Noah’s hair. “Don’

Sienna's POV I sat on the sofa, directly across from him. I didn’t answer right away. I simply looked into his eyes—cold, steady. Then finally, I spoke.“I was in the hospital.”He froze.“The accident... it turned out to be more serious than I thought. I had a mild concussion. Some scrapes too. The doctor said I needed to be hospitalized for four days.”His face turned pale. I could see how those words hit him. He thought I had been faking it. A drama, he said—to steal his attention away from Emily. Even Noah said I was only pretending to get sympathy.And because of that… they left me. On the street. Alone.“I… I didn’t know,” Liam muttered at last. “I panicked. Emily—she has a blood phobia. She could have fainted. It could’ve endangered her. I just... I didn’t mean to leave you behind.”I nodded slowly. No anger. No tears. I’d already gone through all of that.“It’s okay. You did what you thought was right.”I stood up, intending to go upstairs, but Liam caught my wrist.“Where ar