The Lover And His Liar Cast Novels & Stories

Before he could ask any of them, Lia stepped forward. “She’s lying.” I turned sharply. “Lia, stop.” She ignored me. “I’m your real wife, Adrian.” Adrian’s face changed. “What?” “She is lying to you,” Lia said. “You and I were together. You loved me. She is pretending to be your wife because she knows you cannot remember.” “That is enough!” I shouted. Adrian flinched. I immediately lowered my voice. “I’m sorry.” Lia looked at him. “You need to listen to me.”

Asher stared at me for a few seconds before he burst into laughter, strolling past me to lean against the steel table. “Mr. West?” he tilted his head. “You’re so delusional, Loren.” He leaned forward. “Even now, you think you’re a victim fighting off the bad guys?” He stood. “Get out of your bubble, you’re nothing but a lying, cheating monster who played two men and is still playing the other.” I frowned, what was he on about— oh. I turned to see Lovie leaning against the wall. A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I shook my head. “Only you would fall for Lovie’s tales and bad acting.”

Liam looked at his brother innocently; he looked like an idiot when he said, "Huh? Isn't it normal for me to sleep beside my lover?" The whole room is quiet. "Lover?"

They broke their kiss and Kira stared at me with a victorious smile on her face. “Hey, Lia. How are you doing? Hope you're not too devastated by the divorce?” She asked with a hint of mockery in her voice. I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “You were having an affair with my husband all this while?” I choked out. “Ex-husband.” She smacked her tongue. “Besides, Levi has always been mine. You were the one who deluded yourself into thinking he could love you. You couldn't even produce an heir all these while. Pathetic, woofless, empty vessel.” She chuckled.

She didn't even need to know that it was just a fake marriage. All she needed to know was that he and her sister had a problem, as he said. Even if she asks her sister, Mia will surely say that they have a problem with the distance. That's what he often complains to his "kind wife," although that complaint isn't sincere. What the hell would he need her for there? He would only remember what she had done to him if she was always there. Let her enjoy her affair with Mason. When the day came, he still had the last laugh.

His tall frame swayed, and for a moment, he almost couldn't stand. He had never known that Alessia, who always looked carefree and wild, like she only knew how to get up to no good, had quietly collected everything about him behind his back. She'd clumsily, secretly tried to do something for him. And what had he done? He'd built their marriage on lies. When it came down to life and death, he hadn't hesitated to choose someone else. When she had her head split open and was bleeding profusely, he hadn't even spared her a single glance.

" Eloise whispered, lying lazily on her bed. "Your father is persistent alright. He chased us literally all throughout town, proposing his love to me. Your poor grandpa almost fainted in stress on multiple occasions. Finally he got so annoyed that he gradually came to accept the crazy man and married me off," she said with a soft smile on her face. "That sounds nice... I hope I find a man like that," Eloise whispered, watching the small rain drops run down her window pane. Right then Odette ran into their room in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, Jessica. I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you. I shouldn't have treated you that way. Can you forgive me? I swear I'll only love you from now on. I'll divorce Selina and marry you! I'm begging you. Please don't take everything away from me..." The nanny had already called for the bodyguards, and they didn't hesitate to drag him out of my sight. Bryce panicked and roared, "Jessica, I love you! I had no choice but to marry Selina! Please believe me one more time! I'm begging you!" The study door swung open. Derrick strode over and positioned himself in front of me. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine, but he seems a little unstable. Should we send him to the hospital?"

Right now, though Ryat looks like he can see through my lies but I still hold my head high. Please leave. Just leave. Walk away. “This isn’t over, curvy. Not by a longshot it isn’t.” His words strike me like thunder on a sunny day as he glares at me, my belly and the man standing behind me with his hand on my waist. The endearment he used on me when we were behind closed doors, makes my swollen legs wobble but I promised myself I would never fall for his charms again. I didn’t need the heartbreak and my baby didn’t a dad who would hate him and call him a bastard.

I felt like I could see his sly, evil grin through the screen. "Otherwise, I will send this photo to Chelsea, your friends, and all of your family members. "Aren't you always so careful and protective of your reputation, Ariel Davidson? I bet you'd never want your parents or the rest of Altaria's social circle to see you like this, pleasuring yourself with someone else's boyfriend, would you?"