All Chapters of Three Years of Lies: The Fake Wife’s Mega Comeback : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Haley’s voice returned to its icy state as she wiped the tears from her face. "So you didn't hesitate to lie and cheat, putting your lover in front of me to trick and disgust me? You took delight in being astute, even complacent about 'balancing' between two women, and you got the entire company, all your friends, to cover for you, claiming to be the ideal husband, the devoted spouse, while I stayed in the dark? You thought my whole commitment was foolish and naive, didn't you? How many times did Lydia make fun of me behind my back? Tell me the truth.” With tears and snot flowing down his face, Kieran glanced up abruptly, feeling as though a million needles were piercing his heart. "Never! I promise, I never made fun of you with Lydia. With all of my heart, I truly do adore you! Admittedly, I'm avaricious; I wanted to have one woman at home and another outside, just like those supposedly successful men. I acknowledge all of it,” His voice fell to an embarrassed murmur as he hesitat

Haley felt a chill run down her spine as soon as she sat down, a cold, piercing gaze piercing the back of her neck. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Eleanor standing on the opposite side of the room, surrounded by two other females, her face cold. Her heart constricted, and Haley instantly got up and pulled Vance into a secluded corner. Her voice was low with irritation as she gave his arm a slight pinch. "Hey V! What's happening? Why is Eleanor present?” Vance let out a groan and raised his hands in frustration. "I wasn't the one! She was brought by Lucy Pinter. God knows when those two began hanging out together; money must be the main factor.” Haley’s brow furrowed as her eyes darkened. "Didn't Lucy hate Eleanor the most in high school?" "Interests, not resentment, are the focus of the adult world. Now that Eleanor is the most astute of her father's children and most like him, she enjoys a prominent position in the D’Souza family. Recently, the D’Souza family has made si

Kieran’s hands trembled a little as he took out his phone, and his eyes grew wide with amazement. The sound of Haley’s voice made his heart constrict as listen to the recording. Lydia stopped at the top of the stairs and looked down at him. She watched him listen, the color draining from his cheeks, and a small, triumphant smile pulled at her lips. A tape? She was also proficient in that game. She would then demand payment from Haley—an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. …. Haley smelled warm breakfast when she woke up the following morning. Rhett had already made breakfast, which included a tray of warm morning pastries, savory side dishes, and creamy oatmeal. A gentle feeling crept in her chest when she awoke to a prepared dinner for the first time in her life. After late-night alcohol, they claimed that porridge in the morning was the greatest. Her eyes brightened with delight as she carefully sipped the porridge and mixed in a bite of the side dish. "This oatmeal is de

Kieran’s big, double-lidded eyes in contrast to Riley’s tiny, single-lidded ones, his acute jawline in contrast to her plump cheeks, and his straight hair in contrast to her organic curls were all completely absent from her. The worst thing was that Lydia also lacked wavy hair. Kieran felt numb as a cold, strange fear began to creep up his spine and permeate over his entire body. He knew Haley too well; unlike Lydia, she never spouted drivel and was careful with her words. She must have had a purpose if she had said something like that. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead and his legs gave way a little. Grabbing the coffee cup from the table, Kieran downed it, but the bitter drink did nothing to slow his racing thoughts. He could hear Riley’s voice repeatedly calling out "Sam" in his mind. It was difficult for him to think clearly as confusion swirled around him. His phone rang at that moment, and Lydia’s name appeared on the screen. Kieran responded, his expression merciless

Haley was much more direct than Portia had anticipated. "Haley, I know this is hard for you to accept, but by blood, he is your uncle," Portia said, pausing briefly before continuing in a composed tone. “I've kept this a secret for a long time because I'm too embarrassed to discuss it. I would have taken it to my grave—but—if your grandfather hadn't suddenly become very ill." "You should have kept it to your grave." With a voice as icy as ice, Haley interrupted her. "That way, you could have at least respected your own family—and the respect I had for you all these years." Portia became silent once more, obviously taken aback by Haley’s stern remarks. Portia had a contrite tone as she talked. "Haley, will you please pardon me for my error at the time? You now have another member of your family, at least. You ought to be content.” Haley’s voice was cold and distant as she clamped down on the rage that was boiling in her chest. "I used to admire and look up to you as an inspiration