All Chapters of Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left: Chapter 691 - Chapter 700

Sienna's POV Once more, I found myself alone when I woke up. For a few moments, I just lay there and stared at the ceiling.Reaching for the cell phone which was lying beside my pillow, I realized there weren't any messages or calls from Liam, and thus, I stared at the screen for some time.It seemed like my husband really hadn't contacted me at all. I had no idea where he was sleeping last night.Closing my eyes, I asked myself a question. Was it even important? Haven't we been living like two strangers who happen to be sharing the same house during the past few weeks?Placing my cell phone back, I wondered whether this marriage really couldn't continue and the thought should've made me relieved somehow.However, somehow my chest became even tighter than it was before, and I rose from my bed.As soon as my feet touched the floor, my hand accidentally touched something on the small table beside the bed.Crash!Flinching from the sound, I froze be

Sienna's POV I kept on staring at Liam, there was something in his eyes that made it even more difficult for me to come to a decision. I wanted to believe him. Seriously, maybe I had just overthought things. Maybe the last weeks had made my emotions unstable, because I had been so busy with the foundation, worrying about Noah and being tired of all the changes in our life. Maybe that was the reason why I was so sensitive right now. I glanced down at the flowers that were still in my hands. We have been through a lot together, losing Noah, the grieving period and those days when none of us was able to even smile. However, eventually we both managed to get on our feet again, we build the foundation and try to create a new happiness. Do I really want to ruin everything just because of some weeks full of misunderstandings? I sighed deeply. If I can't solve this problem now, maybe I'll never be able to get back to him, but the

Liam's POV After finishing our dinner, we both climbed back into the car. The morning seemed much brighter now, and we even had a laugh or two during dinner.No matter how hard it was, we didn't mention any word concerning our argument. The name of Wilona was never brought out and there was no question that could lead to tension between us.It was just the two of us again. As I started the engine and looked at Sienna sitting beside me, I was really thankful.After all the problems that happened during those weeks, I began to think that I am going to lose my wife. But this morning, Sienna is still here beside me, willing to smile and even willing to give me another chance.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel lightly. Thanks, Sienna.I promised myself that I am going to make everything better. However, for some reason, I couldn't help but think about Wilona.I can't forget about what happened on that day. From the hotel, to waking up forgetting every

Wilona's POV I stood at a relatively quiet bus stop, waiting for someone. A few minutes later, Joshua appeared from across the street and immediately walked toward me when he saw me.“Wilona.”I didn’t answer. I simply lifted the black bag I had been carrying.“Here.”Joshua frowned. “What is this?”“Money.”He took the bag with a confused expression. “Money from that man?”I nodded.“Why is it so heavy?” Joshua opened the zipper slightly, and his eyes immediately widened.“This,” He stared at the stacks of cash inside. “Don’t tell me this is five hundred million?”I scoffed. “Three hundred million.”“Three hundred?”“Yes.”Joshua looked surprised. “Why so little?”I glared at him. “Little?”“He said he could only withdraw three hundred million from three different banks.”I scoffed irritably. “That man is such a hypocrite.”Joshua closed the bag. “At least we got three hundred million.”I stared at him sha

Joshua's POVI carefully opened the apartment door. Just as I entered the apartment, I was hit by its usual stuffy, silent, and very simple atmosphere.It consisted of one room that was used as a bedroom and a smaller one that served as a living room. There was no sofa or any other piece of furniture in the latter except for an old table and a mattress, which I placed straight on the floor.I used it as my bed. I closed the door behind myself and released a heavy sigh. I felt completely exhausted after everything that happened during the day.I headed to Wilona's bedroom. Its door was a bit open so I pushed it a little.Her bedroom looked quite comfortable. It had a big bed with a soft mattress and a fluffy blanket.There was a wardrobe on one of the walls. When it was a little open, I saw expensive clothes, which she never wore when we were struggling.All kinds of cosmetics occupied the vanity table. There was perfume, jewelry, and various handbags lyin