The Lying Game Ruth Ware Synopsis Novels & Stories

She was silently waiting for him to come around. “I actually like you a lot…. In fact, I have loved you since our first year in college. I just didn’t have the courage to confess.” Ruth sipped her coffee. “You tricked me?” Theo asked in shock. He knew this was the case after talking with Dana and Ben but hearing it from Ruth was a double whammy. ‘How stupid was he?’ “The only lie I told you was that I didn’t know I was pregnant.” Ruth shook her head “I seriously believed that we would eventually fall in love.”

It's been 11 days now, and Caspian couldn't stop thinking about Aurora; however, he swore not to have anything to do with her again, especially whenever he remembered the pictures of Aurora lying down in indecent positions with another man. As usual, he sat watching the television in his sitting room. The news suddenly displayed a wrestling competition and those representing it. He had never had any interest in wrestling or anything related to it, but he felt weak that day as thoughts of Aurora and his beautiful romantic moments with her before the issues surfaced. He couldn't change the channel and decided to watch what the wrestling news was all about.

“Emails. Payments. Proof that Nathan and Alessandro colluded to manipulate the board, falsify financials, and frame Montez Vitalio. Proof that they bribed officers and buried evidence.” A collective gasp tore through the crowd. She flipped another page which the projector screen simultaneously turned to. “And here you can see witness statements tying Nathan directly to the incident that framed me as a gold digger. A plot he staged, then tried to pin on me.” The room erupted into chaos. Gasps, and shouts rang loudly and flashes from cameras could be seen exploding like fireworks. Rhea’s face drained of color, and she rose abruptly from her seat not being able to keep her composure anymore. “Y

"This is City hospital. Mariam speaking, please, who is on the line?" "Eloise Wright. I was just discharged. Please may I speak to the doctor who had carried out the pregnancy test done on me? I think there might have been a mistake." I lied about my name and sighed heavily, waiting for a positive response, but then- "May I know the name of the doctor?" I don't know that. I didn't even take time to ask for the doctor's name.

"Lena, yelling and throwing things won’t fix this. We need a clear head." "A clear head?" Lena echoed, pacing like a lioness trapped in a cage. "I’ve waited years—years!—to become Mrs. Luthor. I played the long game. I stuck around. I was patient. And then she showed up out of nowhere, just some no-name girl with a tragic past and big, innocent eyes—" "She is married to him now," Ruthie reminded, swirling her wine. "You can’t just ignore that."

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Amara paced while Ruth sat at the table, hands folded tightly in her lap. “You talked,” Amara said finally, stopping short. Ruth exhaled slowly. “I didn’t tell her anything.” “But you almost did.” “Yes,” Ruth admitted. “Because she’s asking questions.” “She’s a child,” Amara snapped. “Children ask questions about everything.” “And adults lie to make themselves comfortable,” Ruth replied quietly. Amara turned away, gripping the edge of the window. “I did what I had to do.” “I know,” Ruth said softly. “You were scared. Alone. Pregnant. He was powerful. You were invisible.”

She looked like she was on the verge of a breakdown, but she still wouldn't talk. “Two minutes,” I threatened, checking my watch. “If you don’t start talking in two minutes, I’m calling hotel security and the police. I’ll let them figure out how you got a key card for this suite.” “No! Please, don’t,” she begged, her eyes filling with tears, looking helpless, her hands twisting the fabric of her dress. “One minute.” “My name is Leylie Thorne!” she cried, the words spilling out in a rush. She was shaking now, sobs breaking through. “I was sent here by my husband, Finnian Thorne… to… to seduce you.”

Ruth is fucking drunk, and I haven’t noticed because she’s been crying since I found her. “Are you drunk?” “Maybe,” she smiles, biting her lips and winking at me. “Fuck, is Dre drunk too?” “Just a little bit.” All of a sudden, my chest starts hurting badly. “Define a little.” “Just six beer cans.” “Fuck, Ruth, I knew I couldn’t fucking trust you,” I yell angrily. “Stop shouting at me,” Ruth screams back. “She only had to drink because she kept losing at truth or dare.” *Fuck, she was playing that game.*

The next morning, I had woken up to an empty bed, I had slept too much to even realize that he had left. I rushed downstairs, Rachel sat on the couch, watching Television, that was rather awkward, she hardly ever sits to watch anything and here she was so early in the morning face first to the TV. “What’s going on?” I asked, raising a brow at her. “What do you mean?” She asked back “I’m watching TV” she added almost angrily. “You never watch TV” I pointed out. “I might as well start…stocks in the company have started plummeting and my friends no longer want to hang out with me” she said, acting like a child whose friends abandoned her.