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All Chapters of Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

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Liam's POV As the car came to a stop at the airport drop-off area, I took a long breath before opening the door. There was still a trace of warmth lingering from the brief embrace with Sienna and Noah before I left that morning. Something inside me felt heavy about leaving home today, for reasons I couldn’t quite explain. Maybe because things lately have felt different. More alive, warmer. Harder to walk away from.The moment my feet touched the airport floor, I spotted Viola, my secretary, standing neatly with a tablet in her hand. Her hair was tied into a bun, her black blazer as immaculate as ever.“Good morning, Sir,” she greeted me with a slight bow.I nodded. “Shall we head straight in?”“I’ve taken care of everything. Boarding will begin shortly.”We walked side by side through the security check, entering the priority lane as usual. Everything went smoothly, without any real obstacles. Yet my mind was anything but calm. With every step away from

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Liam's POV I snapped back to attention and shook my head lightly. “No. Everything is fine.”She nodded, as professional as ever. She didn’t ask further, didn’t try to guess her boss’s thoughts like most secretaries might. Sometimes, I appreciated that.When the boarding announcement came, we both stood. I picked up my small suitcase and headed toward the priority line. My steps were steady, but inside my chest there was a quiet tug-of-war, disrupting the rhythm of my breathing.After passing through the aircraft door, the flight attendant greeted us warmly and guided us to our business-class seats. I sat down, stowed my suitcase in the overhead compartment, and loosened my tie slightly. Viola took the row beside me, busy checking documents for the first meeting.I looked out the window. The runway stretched long ahead, and in the faint reflection on the cool glass, I saw my own face that always looked resolute, yet for the first time in a long while, appeared u

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Liam's POV I relaxed my shoulders, allowing myself to accept that simple truth. Whatever awaited me in the destination city, I would face it as I always did with a cool head and decisive choices.When the plane landed and the wheels touched the runway, I opened my eyes and drew a slow breath. The two-hour flight felt longer than it should have. As soon as the aircraft door opened, Viola and I disembarked with the rest of the passengers. The moment I stepped into the terminal, my phone vibrated several times, emails, meeting notifications, messages from the central team. I ignored them for now. It was still too early to let my head fill with all that.We walked toward the pickup area. The air in this city felt different, warmer, busier. I looked around, searching for the company driver who was usually already on standby. But the person standing not far from us was someone I hadn’t expected to see here.Daniel.Our marketing manager. Someone who sho

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Liam’s POVAs soon as the bedroom door closed behind me, I let out a long breath, as if finally releasing the weight that had been pressing on my chest since morning. I tossed my suit carelessly onto a chair and loosened my tie with a lazy tug. All I wanted was a hot shower, steam filling the room, then to sit in silence without having to be anyone neither a director, nor a husband, nor a man who always had to look like he was holding everything together.But the knock came too soon.Knock. Knock. Knock.I froze. The hand that had been reaching for my shirt buttons stopped midair. The knock sounded hesitant yet urgent, like someone who wasn’t entirely sure they wanted to be here, but knocked anyway.I turned toward the door, my jaw tightening. The watch on my wrist reminded me how little time I had. This afternoon’s meeting was important. My head was already full of numbers, strategies, and faces waiting for decisions. I had no space for surprises.Knock

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Liam's POV “We talked about it back then,” I said. “Over and over. And it always ended the same way.”She shook her head slowly. “No. Back then, you left without really listening to me.”I let out a humorless laugh. “I left because I finally listened.”Silence slipped in between us. Emily studied me, her eyes narrowing slightly, as if searching for a crack. I knew that look was the one that used to make me waver.“I heard you got married,” she said at last, as if it were casual. “You have a child too.”My jaw tightened. “That’s none of your business.”“Is she pretty?” Emily asked quickly. Too quickly.“That’s enough,” I cut in. “I’m not discussing my family with you.”Emily smiled, but this time it didn’t reach her eyes. “You’ve always been protective about that. Even back then.”I restrained myself from reacting. “If you don’t have a clear professional reason to be here, please leave.”She stepped closer again, then stopped right in fron

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Liam's POV I stared at her for a long moment, my jaw clenched until it ached. All the patience I had forced myself to maintain since she walked into this room finally shattered. There was no longer any reason to be polite.“What do you actually want?” I asked coldly. My voice was low and controlled, but filled with warning. “If you came here just to mess up my life, congratulations you succeeded. Now leave.”Emily leaned her hip against the table, completely unfazed. “You always react like this,” she said casually. “The moment someone touches your comfort zone, you put up walls.”“Comfort zone?” I let out a short, humorless laugh. “You snuck into my hotel room, touched me without my consent, while my wife was on the phone. That’s not a ‘comfort zone,’ Emily. That’s harassment.”For a brief moment, her expression changed. Subtly. Almost imperceptibly. But then she smiled again, colder than before.“You’re choosing heavy words,” she said quietly. “You didn’t m

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Sienna's POV There was something in Liam’s voice earlier that felt different. Not something obvious, not like he was lying, but a small pause, as if he were holding something back. His tone had been softer, more careful. Usually, when he was out of town for work, Liam would talk lightly, even tease a little to keep me from worrying. But just now he hadn’t.I stared at the phone screen I had just turned off, still holding it longer than I should have. There was a strange sensation prickling at the back of my mind, an unfamiliar feeling I didn’t want to acknowledge. Maybe it was because I’d seen Emily try to wedge herself into our lives too many times lately, so even a small change in Liam’s voice sent my thoughts racing.But I shook my head quickly.No. I couldn’t do that. I had promised Liam and myself to trust him. If I started suspecting him without reason, I’d be destroying the sense of safety we’d fought so hard to build.I exhaled, pressing the phone to m

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Sienna's POV I did trust him. Liam had proven again and again that this family was the center of his life. Even when Emily kept pushing in, even when rumors spread, Liam stayed by my side, never wavering.I repeated that sentence in my mind like a mantra, trying to root it deeper. Trust wasn’t just about not asking questions, it was about choosing not to create wounds from something that might not even be real. I knew myself; if I allowed even one small crack, my thoughts could turn into a battlefield between logic and fear.I stood again, this time moving to the kitchen window. The thin curtain swayed gently as I pulled it aside a little. The night outside looked calm, almost too calm. Streetlights cast a yellowish glow on the wet asphalt, probably leftover from the afternoon rain. In the distance, the sound of a motorcycle passed by and faded away. The world kept moving, indifferent to the small anxiety hiding in my chest.I closed the curtain and returned to

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Sienna's POV My eyes closed and opened a few times. I was half asleep, half awake, listening to the house breathe in its own way. There was the soft creak of wood, maybe from the change in temperature. The sound of wind slipping through a window gap, gently stirring the curtain. All the little things I usually didn’t notice now felt like companions keeping me company.My thoughts drifted to tomorrow’s plans. Taking Noah to school, making sure his lunch wasn’t forgotten. Finding time to write a page or two no need for perfection, just honesty. Maybe brewing some afternoon tea and sitting by the window, rereading old notes. Simple things that made a day feel whole.I smiled softly, then yawned. The exhaustion truly arrived now, closing off any space for worry. I let myself sink deeper into the sofa, feeling my weight fully supported. There was a quiet sense of safety, not loud, not dramatic, just the certainty that tonight I wasn’t alone, even though Liam was far away.

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Liam's POV The meeting finally came to an end. My head felt heavy after discussing shooting schedules, budgets, and revisions to the advertising concept. One by one, the teams dispersed, and all I wanted was to go back to my room, take a hot shower, and sleep.I had just stood up when a familiar voice stopped me.“Liam.”I held my breath for a moment before slowly turning around. Emily was walking toward me as if she had been waiting all this time.Before I could speak, Emily took over.“We’re not done talking. Sit down first.”Her tone wasn’t a request, it was a command.Before I could respond, she turned to Viola and said, “You go ahead. I want to talk to Liam in private.”Viola looked confused and glanced at me questioningly. I gave a small nod, signaling that I could handle it.Reluctantly, Viola left, though her discomfort was obvious.

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