LAURA'S POV I know I caught him unawares but I never expected him to shake his head and laugh. Liam's usually tipsy after taking a few sips of alcohol, and every time he's tipsy, he tells me whatever I want to hear. Every. Fucking. Time. "Laura, you're my wife. You're supposed to know me." He drops the bottle of beer aside again, turning to me. "Even if every other person usually considers me as weak, or stupid, I expect you to give me more credit."I don't understand what he's talking about, and today, he doesn't sound drunk. Not one bit. "There's no way I'm telling you where that ledger is. What do you need such sensitive information for anyway? Don't you trust me?" "Trust, Liam?" I rise to my feet, my chest's already boiling with rage. "You're the one who doesn't trust me. You're keeping an information that we've been threatened countlessly for. Our baby has even been kidnapped for it. Why is this ledger so delicate? Why can't you show me or let me know what it's truly about?
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