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His Tears, My Freedom (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) 151 A weight of silence
Lior’s POVI’m still watching her fingers trace the edge of the picture frame when she suddenly straightens.“Oh dear,” she says with a soft laugh, brushing her hand lightly over the glass. “I must be boring you, talking about your late aunt.”“Of course not, Grandma,” I cut in quickly as she turns toward me. “Even though I didn’t get to know her much, she was still my aunt… and your daughter.”Her smile widens at that. It softens too. She exhales slowly before stepping away from the portrait and turning fully toward me. “Come on,” she says gently. “Let’s go sit.”She leads the way into the living room, and I follow.We settle onto the couch facing each other, the late afternoon light spilling through the tall windows.“So, Grandmother… are you saying you want to stay back here in Italy too?” I ask as I lean back. She lifts a brow, amused. “Why? Don’t you want me here?”“Of course not,” I shoot back immediately. “You know I’d be more than happy if you chose to stay.”At least that w
His Tears, My Freedom (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) 150 Because of you
Lior’s POVMy eyes stay locked on the plant by the side of my office.It sits near the floor-to-ceiling glass window, leaves a deep shade of green, stretching quietly toward the light. The sunlight hits its edges, soft and warm. Calm. Alive.My mind isn’t here though.It drifts back to that day.The day Lila walked into my office two men behind her carrying the plant.She had stood right where it is now. Her voice clear as she gives commands to the men carrying the flowers, instructing them on how to place it.“I brought you something,” she said, watching them place it down carefully.I remember looking at her, confused. “A plant?”She had laughed softly. That laugh. Light. Almost shy.“Yes. Because I want you to always think about me.”My chest tightens at the memory.I stand slowly from my chair. My legs move before I even register it. I walk toward the plant like I’m being pulled by something invisible.The watering can sits beside it.I pick it up and begin to water it, the steady
His Tears, My Freedom (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) 149 Calculated moves
Lila’s POVDressing up means one thing.Claudia must have gotten my message.And now she has finally decided to see me.Of course I have to look my best. Like they say, first impression matters. And if this is going to be a confrontation, then I will walk into it looking untouchable.I hum softly under my breath as I slip on my black jacket, smoothing it over my shoulders. The fabric fits perfectly, sharp and structured. Powerful.My reflection stares back at me from the mirror.Confident. Composed. Dangerous.For a second, my mind drifts to that night at Funland Ice Cream.The lights. The laughter. The staged warmth.I made sure every angle was captured perfectly. Every touch Liam placed on me. Every smile. Every lean-in that could be mistaken for intimacy.I made sure stepping into his apartment with Zara in my arms was seen.Perfect.A picture of the ideal little family.Father. Child. Woman.So when she sees it, she feels it.A threat.A warning.If you are not careful, I will tak
His Tears, My Freedom (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) 148 We get to see again
Venessa’s POVI sit across from the private investigator, fingers laced on the desk to hide the tension in them. I had given him clear instructions days back. Look into Lila. Quietly. Thoroughly. I wanted background, inconsistencies. Something I could use if necessary.Now he sits before me with a file thicker than I expected.“So you’re telling me,” I say slowly, keeping my voice level, “that The Ivory Pavilion, where we have our private showroom, is owned by Lila Armitage?”He nods once. Calm. Certain.“Yes, ma’am. It is. This isn’t public knowledge yet. Legally, the properties are under Lady M. Armitage’s name. She manages all the assets, investments, and shares on behalf of her granddaughter. Lila’s name appears only in trust documents and as a beneficiary. On paper, she is protected and not directly visible.”The words settle into the room like dust.Shielded.Hidden.Managed.Three years ago, we’d been approached about having a private showroom at The Ivory Pavilion. At the time
His Tears, My Freedom (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) 147 Between two betrayals
Lila’s POVI stand in the middle of Funland Ice Cream Park, the noise of children and clinking spoons swirling around me, but all I hear is the message from earlier.“They’re at Funland Ice Cream Park.”I scoff under my breath, folding my arms loosely as my eyes sweep through the crowd. Couples. Teenagers. Parents with sticky-fingered toddlers. My gaze keeps moving, sharp and calculated, until it lands on her.Zara.Her small frame is wrapped in a pale yellow dress, her hair bouncing as she walks beside him toward the counter. She’s holding his hand, swinging it lightly, pointing at the menu board with animated excitement. Liam bends slightly so he can hear her better, nodding at whatever she’s saying.Of course.I inhale slowly, straightening my shoulders. Time to get into character.I step forward, weaving through the crowd with purpose. My heels tap lightly against the tiled floor, my expression softening into something casual, almost distracted. I arrive at the counter just as the
His Tears, My Freedom (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) 146 Unexpected encounter
Liam’s POVThe weekend traffic is light, which makes sense. Most people are home, resting, spending time with family. For me, weekends mean one thing only.Zara.It’s my turn with her, my allotted time, the only hours in the week that feel entirely mine. That’s why I’m here, parked outside Claudia’s apartment with the engine already off, my hands resting on the steering wheel longer than necessary. I don’t come here for Claudia. I come here because this is where my daughter is.I step out and head inside, already mentally prepared to keep this quick and clean. No unnecessary words. No lingering.As I walk in, I hear Claudia’s voice from inside the living room.“I think you already know what to do.”I slow down.What to do?The question repeats softly in my head as I move closer. Her tone isn’t casual. It’s tight, controlled. I step fully into the room just in time to see her standing with her phone pressed to her ear, her grip firm, almost tense. Her shoulders are stiff, and there’s s
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