Chapter 4

I couldn't help letting out a bitter laugh.

Even without a physical body, I could still feel the unbearable pain in my heart.

I couldn't understand how Liam could trust a stranger instead of trusting me.

Liam turned and went upstairs.

Yvonne was sitting at my vanity.

After casually looking through my things for a while, she picked up one of my earrings. She noticed the initials of my name and Liam's were clearly engraved in the center of the inner ring.

It was a birthday gift Liam had made for me himself when we had only been dating for a short time.

I had been so happy when I received it that day. I even posted it on social media.

Liam knew how much I treasured that earring. I hardly ever wore it, and I always washed my hands carefully before touching it.

But Yvonne grabbed the earring with one hand and the dangling tassel with the other. With a look of disdain, she pulled hard and snapped the earring. The tassel fell to the floor, its tiny beads making soft clicking sounds as they scattered.

Liam happened to walk upstairs at that moment.

He stopped for a second when he saw the broken beads scattered across the floor.

"I'm sorry, Liam. I thought this earring looked pretty, so I couldn't resist picking it up to look at it. I didn't expect it to suddenly break."

Yvonne stood to the side, pretending to be helpless and confused.

Liam frowned slightly.

But after a few seconds of silence, he smiled as if it didn't matter. "It's okay. It's just an earring. It's broken, so forget about it. Besides, I hardly ever saw Winnie wear it anyway."

"Liam, I'm honestly so jealous that Winnie has such a sweet boyfriend like you. I really wish I could be her." Yvonne looked at him with loving eyes.

They stared at each other, and the mood slowly became more intimate.

Yvonne took his hand, but he pulled it back.

"You're drunk. Stay here tonight. I'll go find a hotel."

He had only taken a few steps when Yvonne wrapped her arms around him from behind. Liam froze for a moment, but he didn't push her away this time.

Yvonne seemed to understand what his reaction meant and smiled brightly. "My grandma really likes you. At the wedding today, she kept telling everyone around her how great you are. Liam, come home with me tomorrow. After all, if a job is worth doing, it's worth doing well."

Everyone knew what she meant by "come home."

Liam was silent for a few seconds before nodding. "But don't get the wrong idea. I'm only doing this to help fulfill her wish. It has nothing to do with you."

I laughed.

Even he probably didn't believe those words himself.

He had told me that he and Yvonne had been neighbors when they were kids. He had liked her ever since they were young. But after a misunderstanding, Yvonne moved overseas, and they lost touch.

Over the years, he had kept photos of Yvonne hidden away. He had even used business trips as an excuse to secretly visit her.

He thought I didn't know about any of it. But I knew everything. I just believed that after everything we had been through during our eight years together, our love should have been worth more than his short-lived crush on her.

I was wrong. I had overestimated the strength of our eight-year relationship and underestimated how deeply Liam was attached to Yvonne.

I never imagined he would go this far for her.

In the end, Liam stayed at the house with Yvonne. He gave the bedroom to her and slept on the couch himself.

He had a hard time falling asleep that night. I couldn't tell if it was because he was excited or because of something else.