Chapter 3

I put down my phone and began looking for my passport and travel documents.

I did not know when Liam appeared behind me.

“Why are you holding your passport?”

I felt my hand tremble, but I lied nonchalantly.

“I’m accompanying you on your overseas business trip next month, so I’m checking to make sure that I have everything I need.”

I would always follow Liam on his overseas trips.

However, it seemed like he had something to say regarding that. He was hesitating.

“Next month… Ivy will be going with me.”

Upon seeing my cold expression, he immediately continued, saying, “But next month I’ll send you on a vacation. Let’s both take some time to calm down.”

No wonder he suddenly wanted to send me away.

It turned out that he was afraid I would interrupt his time with Ivy.

In the past, I would have made a huge fuss. I would have forced him to say that he loved me.

However, this time, I only nodded and slid the passport into my bag.

It was then that Liam realized that something was wrong.

“Don’t you always have a photo of us in your bag? Why is it gone?”

It was because our relationship was about to end.

There was no longer any reason to keep that photo with me at all times.

However, I did not answer him. I just changed the topic seamlessly.

“I’m going to rest. Do you need anything else?”

It was only then that he recalled the reason he was looking for me.

“Where’s the honey water on the table?”

Liam had gastritis. The doctor had advised him to have more honey.

I would make him honey water in a glass once every hour.

I would also make sure that the honey water he drank was always warm.

It was very tedious, but I did that for five years.

I simply answered, “I’ve just been discharged from the hospital, and I don’t feel well.”

That was true.

Maybe it was because I only got a day’s rest at the hospital after the miscarriage, and coming home had only put me in a bad mood.

My stomach was aching.

When he noticed my pale complexion, Liam started to panic.

He carried me to the bed.

“Why are you throwing a tantrum when you didn’t protect our child?

“Never mind. I’ll take care of you tonight.”

At that moment, I heard a phone ring.

I glanced over at Liam’s phone screen instinctively and saw the caller ID.

[Darling Ivy]

He answered the call, and I could immediately hear Ivy’s sobs.

“Liam, my hand is injured. Can you come and visit me…

“I’m too stupid, I don’t even know how to make an appointment at the hospital.”

Liam did not answer her immediately. He stared at me as he hesitated.

I clutched my lower abdomen tightly as cold sweat beaded on my forehead.

I forced myself to say, “Just go.”

He looked conflicted, but he finally made a decision.

“Sorry, Olivia, Ivy has just returned to the country. I’m worried about her.

“I’ll get you a doctor, and I’ll return soon.”

After a few seconds, I heard the loud slam of the door.

I curled up and felt a numbness spread through my heart.

It was not the first time he abandoned me because of Ivy. I had already gotten used to it.

After a while, the family doctor appeared.

He looked disgusted with me. However, due to Liam’s instructions, he had no choice but to examine me.

“You’ve been with Mr. White for five years, but he’s not willing to acknowledge you as his partner. Are you that dumb to believe what a man says when you’re in bed with him?

“With the amount of debt the Reid family has, you don’t even deserve a place next to Mr. White!

“Ms. Anderson is the ideal partner for Mr. White. If you have some dignity left, pack up your stuff and get lost.”

The doctor was not willing to stay for even a second longer. He put down the medication and left.

The wealth gap between Liam and me was too huge.

Everyone around him despised me.

However, I was his favorite mistress.

Without Ivy’s hints and Liam’s silent consent, a doctor would not dare to say that to me.

I quietly ate the medicine, and the pain slowly dissipated.

Then, I took out my cell phone and thanked the doctor.

However, I ended up seeing a post Ivy had just made on her social media profile.

[Your love is sweeter than strawberry-patterned band-aids.]

In the photo, there was a cute Band-Aid on Ivy’s finger.

Liam was kissing her finger, and he looked so loving.

I suddenly recalled the first year I celebrated Liam’s birthday with him.

I had never been in a kitchen before. However, in order to make him happy, I had personally made a feast.

My hands were red and swollen from handling hot oil.