Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

"What's wrong with you? You're so late that my meal is already ice cold!"It was pouring heavily when I had been stuck in traffic during peak hours, accidentally going over the delivery time by a single minute. Enraged, the customer dumped the entire meal on me. All I could do was force a smile and apologize while offering compensation. The moment I walked out of the apartment building, I was taken aback when I saw my husband, who should've been working just as hard as I was, lavishly spending money on a new apartment for his recently divorced childhood sweetheart. "Good thing I'm smart enough to tell her that I only make 2,000 dollars a month when really, I make 20,000," Hans Walker said. "Luckily, she's dumb as a rock and actually bought it. She even handed all her savings to me. That's why I could afford to buy you this place."Don't worry, Yvie. I promise you'll have a share in my paycheck every month."Blushing, Yvette Lloyd buried her head in Hans' chest and murmured,

I took the property deed out of the safe. This house was a gift from Dad before he passed away. It wasn't a fancy one, but it was decent and could probably fetch a considerable price if I sold it to pay Mom's bills. Just as I was about to step out of the door with the deed, I ran into Hans, who was accompanied by Yvette. "What's that in your hand?"I decided to come clean with him, saying that I was going to sell the house to save Mom. Looking at how disheveled I looked, Yvette pinched her nose in disgust and hooked her arm around Hans'. "Your mom only has pneumonia, doesn't she? Why do you have to sell the house to pay for her treatment?" she asked. "I bet you probably have some tricks up your sleeve. You just want to sell Hans' house for your own benefit!"I couldn't be bothered with her. All I wanted was to rush to the hospital with the money as soon as possible, but once I saw Hans' skeptical expression, I knew he wouldn't agree to my plan. "Move, please. I'm in a hur

Hans finally came back from Yvette's place after Mom's funeral was over. "Lauren, it's been days. You're not mad at me anymore, right?" he said. "Look, I got you your favorite mac and cheese. You know what my temper is like. I didn't mean to—"The container slipped from his hands and hit the floor with a thud before he could finish. "What's going on?" he asked, his face twisting in fear as he stared at Mom's framed photo on the wall. My eyes were swollen from crying, but I barely spared him anything but a cold glance. Despite seeing the glaring hickey on his neck, I felt nothing. All my feelings for him had vanished. Since he never believed me, I didn't see any reason to be involved with him any longer. I curled up on the couch, quietly cleaning the keepsakes Mom had left me. "Mom died of cancer," I said, my voice dripping with resentment. "She died the day you killed our baby and drove off to see Yvette."Hans stilled. Years ago, the doctors had diagnosed him with as

The moment Hans arrived at the cafe, he saw Yvette tugging at my greasy sleeve in disgust while making a scene in public. "She's an ungrateful wretch! After everything Hans has done for her, she has the audacity to spread lies about him being infertile!"Guys, you have to be my witness and teach her a lesson later!"Before she could say another word, Hans stormed over and slapped her across the face. "Shut up! Who told you to spew such nonsense here?"The murmurs from the surrounding crowd made Hans' face flush a deep, furious red. "Everyone, please don't listen to her nonsense," he ground out. "None of this is true."Stunned by the slap, Yvette immediately released me, her bloodshot eyes burning with rage as she shrieked, "Hans, how dare you? Have you forgotten your promise when you bought me that house? You swore you'd take care of me and love me forever! How could you beat me for this bitch's sake?"Besides, we're about to get married. How am I supposed to explain this to

"Lauren! You shameless bitch, get your ass out here!" Yvette shrieked. "You've already divorced Hans, so why are you still clinging to him? Why are you ruining our marriage?"Not wanting to escalate the situation, Hans warned her to leave right away in a low and hushed tone. But she saw it as a threat. "You're still defending that bitch now?" she cried.She didn't think Hans was doing it for her own good. Instead, she made a scene at the hospital, holding up a banner and publicly airing my so-called wrongdoings. All her actions had done nothing but strengthen his image as a man who abandoned his wife and child while having asthenospermia, while she herself had been painted as a shameless homewrecker. Consumed by rage, Hans looked feral. He snatched the banner from Yvette, pulled a lighter from his pocket, and set it on fire. Thick smoke immediately triggered the fire alarm, causing sprinklers in the hallway to go off. Yvette stared at Hans in disbelief. He had always indulg