Novel & Cerita Lies He Told Me Summary

I ran upstairs and got what I needed and went to Lia. "Lia... I need to confess something to you." I said and told her how I lied to her and sneaked out of the house for my own benefit and used her key to do it again. I didn't go into details about why I left but I had to confess that I lied to her. But after listening to that her face showed pain and hurt and I was not ready for that...

An effect I just found out was so old that I pushed away despite the anger I felt. Levi's gaze never faded. "About us," he said, his voice dripping with intentionality. "About what happened between us Lia. Please…” “And you think I would let you do that? I don't want to talk to you. I thought you would have gotten the memo from the first day we met again.” “Yeah, I thought I would too, but it turns out I didn't. Look, just give me a chance, and after this conversation, you'll understand everything. Please…”

"I thought it was time you knew, everyone knows the truth.” I frowned. “The truth?” She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a cruel whisper that sliced right through me. "That this—” she rested a hand on her bump “—belongs to Liam.” My world went silent. The music. The laughter. The warmth of the room. Everything disappeared. I could barely breathe. “You’re lying.” A mocking smile spread across Lia's face. “Oh, I wish I were. But you should’ve seen the look on his face when I told him. Poor Liam, torn between duty and desire.”

Sat beside her and took her hands. "Tell me," he said quietly.m"Everything. From the beginning." Lia looked at him. At this man who loved her. Who was about to learn exactly how badly she'd betrayed him. And she told him everything!

“You were drunk that night. Are you sure you remember?” The audacity of it hit me like a slap. My hand moved before my mind could catch up. Smack. “Jesus,” Lia gasped, grabbing my arm. “Mom. Dad.” Lia’s voice sharpened as she turned to her parents. “I don’t know what’s going on here, but Leila is not staying to witness it.” Then she faced Tobit, her eyes blazing. “You disgust me. And I know you’re lying. You just—” She didn’t finish. She pulled me away instead.

There is nothing to hide, is there? "Okay, I will tell you," I say, and take in a deep breath. "There is this man, Liam. He is the guy I told you about: the one who offered me to sleep in his suite that night we went out to celebrate the end of college," I begin the narration. Liza's eyes brighten up at the mention of 'the guy'. "Him and I have been kinda, you know, seeing each other," I say, and her eyes widen, nearly popping out of their sockets.

Levi's hand found mine, his touch providing a comforting anchor amidst the whirlwind of emotions that engulfed me. His reassuring words washed over me like a soothing balm, offering a sense of security and unity. "Jasmine, I know this is a lot to process," he spoke, his voice tender with empathy. "But remember, we're in this together. We'll uncover the truth, no matter how difficult it may be." I took a deep breath, finding solace in his presence and the unwavering support he offered. "I know," I replied, my voice tinged with uncertainty. "But right now, it all feels like a lie to me. I don't even know where to begin."

Then I looked at him desperately and added, “Please, don’t lie to me or hide the truth from me.” Leon heaved deeply and said, “You are not going to like the story about your brother, Ted.”

The lie was delivered with a brilliant, empty smile. When she left, Liam crossed the room in two strides. He didn’t touch me, as if I might shatter. “Remember what we practiced. Stay focused on Leo. On the threat. Don’t let her bait you into defending the affair, or the marriage. You’re not on trial. You’re telling a story.” “I know,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. On the monitor, the show was returning from a commercial. Elise Crain, a woman with a helmet of blonde hair and a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, was introducing the next segment.

"Maybe we should get them out of here first. The medics are waiting up top. We can talk about this later." "No," Lila said. "We talk about it now while it is still fresh. Because if I walk away from this without saying it I am going to explode." She pointed at me. "You have been lying to me for years. About them. About what happened. About who you are. And I find out like this? In a hole full of water with your clothes half off?" I laughed once. It sounded ugly even to me.