THE NIGHT I RUINED MY FOREVER

Kylie’s POVThere he was, sleeping peacefully beside me, with his phone on his chest. I had never seen Liam sleep without her picture on his phone. I was just like a mannequin to him.The only time he would make love to me was when he thought of her—his supposed ex-lover. Liam never cared about how I looked as his wife. All I did was cook, clean, and satisfy his urge for sex, not because he loved me, but because when he remembered her, some sudden guilt drove him to lay with me.“Babe,” I tapped him slightly just to see if he still noticed that his wife was in bed with him. Of course, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that I loved him, and he loved me.There it was again—his phone rang, not up to five seconds later, and Liam picked up the call. It was her again. Over the phone, I could hear her blowing kisses to him. He smiled unconsciously. Liam didn’t mind that he spoke to her in my presence.“So by 7 p.m. today, right?”“I will be there before you know it. Plus, I sent you a

Kylie’s POVThere I was at the back seat. I never realized how much Liam despised me. Of course, his queen was right in front of him, the passenger princess, while I was just there.Right after we came down from the car, he held her hand and made a gesture to help her out of the car, whereas I had to do everything myself — but I always did for five years.“I’ll have a plate of seafood and a bowl of hot chicken soup, just that, to go.”Liam had already ordered a plate for himself and Aurora. I always felt invisible to him.“Oh, Liam, you forgot to order for your wife. So sad.”“She will figure it out herself. She always does. Besides, she’s the one that does the work around the house.”Liam couldn’t even show any sign of sympathy towards his wife — oh, I mean his ex-wife.And there she came, the only woman who saw my value amongst the Hills.Mrs. Leanna Hill.“How are you, sweetie? I hope Liam is treating you well, as he should.”It made me sad to realize that I was going to leave the

Liam’s POVI checked all through the corners of the city, and she was nowhere to be found. No one knew of her whereabouts, and that scared me the most.I spoke too soon. I saw Kylie in a Rolls Royce, laughing with someone else. Shit! I knew she had always cheated on me. She will pay for this.Returning home, I felt empty because the one person who at least cared had left me.“Bring me the documents so that we can send them to the Yamah’s Group to review.”The Yamah’s Group was one of the biggest companies. My company had been sending requests over the years to collaborate with them. At least I hadn’t lost my opportunity with the Yamah’s.“Hey, sweetie.”I could hear her annoying voice at the door. It was Aurora. She always came when she needed something, and my sister always followed like a bodyguard.“Bro… since Kylie is out of the way, you can marry Aurora. You guys will make a perfect couple.”“I need my wife back home.”“That thief? She dares not.”“Liam, let’s get married and hav

Liam's pov " Damnit damnit…shit”After all my efforts to get this document signed from the damn Kylie,she still chose that bastard. I never thought Kylie would love anybody asides me. “You know,I can help you bring down Yamah and your wife..ohh I meant to say your ex wife, just one night Liam. You know every night back in those days I hear how Kylie screams and moans. Make love to me, just once liam" she said coming closer in an enticing way.“I can't seerah,I still feel something for Kylie I can't do whatever you are asking" “well how about I expose your sex tape to the board of directors and guess what,you won't have a chance with the Yamah's group” she chuckled dangerously“Wait seerah, which sex tape" “Ohh you mean the one where you were having sex with Aurora in the hospital or the one where you were having sex with Kylie’s supposed best friend" she chuckled again but this time it was deep.“Seerah ok look what do you want?”“Just one night Mr Liam then you and I will bring d

Kylie’s POVI told myself I wouldn’t meet him.I said it out loud while staring at my reflection in the elevator mirror,Anytime I remember what I and Liam did that night,I feel nasty .My hands were steady, my spine straight, my face calm. Everything looked fine. Inside, it wasn’t.The message from Liam had been simple.We need to talk. One last time.No threats. No demands. That was what scared me.The café was quiet. Neutral. Public enough to feel safe, private enough for damage to happen without witnesses. Liam was already seated when I arrived, his jacket folded neatly beside him, his phone face down on the table like a promise he hadn’t yet decided to keep.He looked… softer. Older, maybe. Or maybe I was just seeing him without the blur of fear this time.“You came,” he said.“I won’t stay long,” I replied, sitting anyway.He smiled, slow and knowing. “You always say that.”I hated that he remembered things like that.We talked about nothing at first. Work. The weather. The city.