Chapter 40

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“Liam…” I gasped, my heart skipped a beat.

“Yes, buttercup, Liam. Your own husband Liam,” He said, his tone blended in satire and venom. His aura was filled with malevolence. I inwardly flinched at his words because they were sarcastic enough to take my heart out. “Strange that you have forgotten me so easily… Tell me was that your pussy boyfriend’s cock that made you forget me? Huh, was he that good?” He kept on trudging towards me like a vampire was about to have his feed on a candy human like me.

“L-Liam—stop, you can’t do—this,” I stuttered even when I tried to portray myself a little courageous.

“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Still the world hasn’t taught my girl enough all this time,” he mocked, as usual. I kept on reserving while he continued taking my life out of its place with his gait.

“Actually… I was here… to talk about us,”

“What is left to argue?” I lashed out, not giving up too soon. I had to fight for myself.

“There are lots of things that have left unfinished between us,” he