Hell Hath no fury like a billionaire's Ex

e's

back home very late every night. His reasons were also getting vaguer every day. I tried to turn a blind eye to

nner date like we would have done back then when we first got married. I smiled just thinking about it and, touch

day evening. I parked my car and thumbed toward the elevator, my heels clicking loud on the polished marble

ent building. But, as I got closer to Liam's office, I could hear many muffled

. A woman's laugh. Not

. My own

cold blood in my veins. And sure enough, through that crack, there they were: Liam with his shirt half

d treacherously, but her actions didn't r

hat made my stomach turn. "Diane doesn't suspect a thing. She is too in

nfront them both, but I stood frozen,

real rebuke in her voice. "What about the charity

used to be warm to me now

playing the good wife as per usual. You will come fashionably

red, and then their lips met in a passionate

ifle the sob threatening to escape. How long has

elevator. The ride down the elevator was a bit of a blur, but in no time, I was in my car

knife to my heart. The way Liam looked at Sophie, touched her-that's the way he used to loo

My mind was such a whirlwind of emotions: anger, hurt, disbelie

ame back to attack me. The night he proposed, right by that window. Our lazy Sunday m

have been so blind? Late nights at the office, mysterious text messages,

so happy, so in love. I picked it up and traced Liam's face with my finger. Had he ever

s I slammed the frame across the room. It crashed against the wall, sha

every moment of my relationship with Liam, in search of signs I might

oice called out, sounding so no

lf. I couldn't let him see me like this,

ed back, surprised at ho

took in the scene – me, still in my dress, mascara prob

concern in his voice that

ile. "Oh, I just knocked it

't ticked off. "I'll clean it up. How abo

tomach churning at the thought of eating with him.

locked door. I caught my reflection in the mirror: a woman I barely recognized

ing within. The hurt and the betrayal remained, b

cleansing me of the feel of Liam on my skin, the lies and

ink, to plan. Liam and Sophie thought they were so cl

iam's jokes, asked about his day, and pretended not to notice when

dishes, "that maybe I should go visit Joan for a few days

his trysts with Sophie. "That's a great idea, honey.

said. "I could use a

ediately. "Take your time.

tically, but I kept my smile st

head was all filled with thoughts of all these years we had spent together and the life we had created. I re

the curtains, my way became clear. I would not just roll over and accept th

issed Liam goodbye, as I drove to Joan's be