months pregnant.
After thinking it over, I met her. She looked
unchanged, still arrogant. Her gaze was cold.
“I know now. Liam is the fiancé you’ve been
searching for.”
She paused. “If it were someone else, I
wouldn’t even apologize. She couldn’t hold
onto her man; I only fought for what was
mine. I don’t feel guilty.”
“But it’s you, Lily. I don’t want to apologize.”
“Lunknowingly stole your fiancé It was
く
“I unknowingly stole your fiancé. It was
immoral.”
“But if I don’t get your forgiveness, Liam will
leave me.
I slowly raised my eyelids, my gaze calm.
“Your business is none of my concern.”
Sarah clenched her fists, softening her voice
for the first time.
“Lily, I’m sorry.”
love him, and my child needs a father.”
Even knowing your past, I still don’t want to
leave him. I saved him. As long as I don’t
mention divorce, he won’t leave me.”
“For the sake of… those five years I helped
you…
I didn’t speak, staring at her for a long time.
Sarah was always warm, righteous, and brave,
never asking for anything. This was the first
time; she bowed her head for Liam.
I had loved Liam fiercely, going mad for five
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years. I hated Sarah. But now, she was like
- me. Liam had become her obsession.
I gave her the apartment.
A wedding gift for her child.
Forgiveness? I’ll never forgive.
A year later, Jackson and I got married. The
weather was beautiful, but he took an hour
and a half to drive a half–hour distance. I
wanted to yell at him, but I held back. The
process at the courthouse took half an hour.
I couldn’t take it anymore, yelling,
“If you don’t want to get married, don’t.”
Jackson smirked.
“I’m doing this for you. I wanted you to feel
something special, and I get yelled at
instead.”
I took a deep breath, letting him have his way.
Leaving the courthouse, I had a warm red
booklet in my hand. I felt a moment of daze.
The last time I was here, I got news about
The last time I was here, I got news about
Liam’s accident. Six years later, I was here, married to someone else.
Two years later, I had a daughter. Jackson adored her; her name was Hope.
I asked him what it meant.
He looked at me, teasing.
“I’m fond of you.”
I smiled.
Yes. I’m fond of you too.
