CHAPTER 11

I lost my temper when Liam held my hand. It was so tight that he didn't want to let me go while his eyes were as fierce as fire if he could look.

And I know this kind of scene. I have watched it and it has happened several times.

"Excuse us," Liam said coldly and without a word, he pulled me out of the venue where those guests who were curious about the scandal I made earlier were cutting me.

And my body settled down from crying. Now my worry and sorrow for my dying mother has been replaced by fear. He pushed me into our room. The door slammed very hard when he closed it, while I did nothing but protect my baby with my aching arm.

At this time, I can tolerate my husband hurting me again, just don't hurt my baby.

“Aren't you thinking? There are so many people at the venue, did you really think of spreading out there? Fuck this life! In front of my friends, you're going to tell me that you almost lost respect for me as your husband?!”

"M-My mother is dying, Liam. What do you want me to