All Chapters of My Husband Brought Another Woman, I Chose His Best Friend : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

"Kept me safer," I repeated, the words tasting bitter and metallic in my mouth, each syllable landing like something I had to force myself to say out loud. "You keep saying that like it settles anything at all, like it erases what you actually did behind my back these past six weeks.""Doesn't it count for something, though?" Liam asked, his voice rising now too, the careful control from a moment ago finally slipping entirely away from him. "He's gone, Nina. Not watching you from across the street anymore. Not grabbing your arm at crosswalks in broad daylight in front of strangers. Gone completely, vanished from the city entirely. Isn't that the whole point of everything we've been fighting about these past few months, the entire reason any of this started in the first place?""The point was never just the outcome," I said, standing my ground despite how badly my hands were shaking at my sides. "You keep collapsing this entire thing into one single question. Is she safe, yes or no, as

I couldn't stay in that kitchen a minute longer, the walls themselves suddenly feeling complicit in everything, every corner of the apartment holding some memory now tainted by what I'd just learned about the last six weeks of my own life. The drawer Maria had cleared out for me, once a symbol of belonging. The key he'd dropped into my palm that day, once a symbol of trust freely given. All of it recolored now in an instant, questions bleeding into moments I'd once considered settled and safe, nothing left untouched by doubt."I need to leave," I said, already moving toward the bedroom, my feet carrying me before my mind had fully decided anything."Nina, please. Let's talk about this properly, together.""We've been talking," I said, pulling a bag down from the closet shelf with more force than necessary. "I need space, Liam. I can't sit in this apartment tonight and pretend I'm not wondering what else I don't know about, what other pieces are still missing.""There's nothing else,"

The knock came on the fourth evening, quiet and hesitant, nothing like the confident sound Liam usually made announcing his presence anywhere he went, boardrooms included.Amanda glanced at me from the kitchen, a silent question in her eyes, her hand already reaching to turn down the stove where something had been simmering for the last hour."I'll get it," I said, my heart already pounding hard before I'd even reached the door, some part of me already knowing who it was before I'd confirmed anything.Liam stood on the porch, his jacket rumpled like he'd worn it for days without much attention to how it actually looked, dark circles under his eyes that told me plainly he hadn't been sleeping much either these past four nights, wherever he'd been spending them."I'm not going to ask you to let me in," he said quietly, before I'd even said anything myself, before I'd even opened the door fully. "I just need five minutes of your time. I'll say what I need to say from right here on this p

By the time the Kevin situation had settled into something we could talk about without reopening every wound, the Meridian leak had become the thing Liam and I kept circling back to.The Renfrew lawsuit was still there too, waiting for answers neither of us had been able to give.We were sitting in Liam's study one Monday morning, two cups of coffee going cold on the table between us, when he closed the folder he'd been reading."Have you heard from outside counsel?""Not since Friday," I said. "They were still going through Sophie's access logs.""That was three days ago.""I know."Liam looked at his phone, then set it face down."I don't like how quiet this has become.""Neither do I."He leaned back in his chair. "The leak, the lawsuit, Drew's involvement. Every time we think we've found the end of it, something else turns up.""Maybe because we keep looking at what happened at the gala instead of what happened before it."He looked at me."What do you mean?""I mean Sophie didn't

Liam didn't sleep that night.I woke around three and found him sitting at the edge of the bed, phone in his hand, staring at nothing."You should sleep," I said.He set the phone face down on his knee. "I keep thinking about the same question.""Which one?""Why. Not how. Why." He dragged a hand through his hair. "Drew had money already. Power already. He didn't need to plan something this ugly."I pulled the blanket around my shoulders and sat up."Then find out why.""I don't know who to ask.""Your mother might know something."He went quiet for a moment, turning the phone over in his hand."Their families crossed paths before I was born." He said it slowly, like the idea was still forming as it left his mouth. "She might.""So call her.""It's the middle of the night."I nudged his shoulder with mine. "Then call her in the morning instead of sitting here deciding whether you're allowed to."That earned me a tired smile, the first one I'd seen since the lawyer left.He waited unti