Chapter 4

Liam was knocked out by my blow. He didn't wake up until noon the next day.

He clutched his head in pain, groggily remembering yesterday's events.

Liam grabbed my hand and made me slap his face.

"Honey, drunk people don't know what they're doing."

"Slap me back. I promise I won't fight back. As for the abortion... I'll go clarify things for you right now. With me around, I'll see who dares gossip."

Watching Liam's shameless performance, I said calmly, "Let's get divorced."

Liam smiled helplessly, his pinky finger gently hooking a strand of my hair.

He thought I was just throwing a tantrum and wanted to get intimate like before, to coax me into forgiving him.

His phone rang.

Liam glanced at the caller ID, quickly withdrew his hand, and answered.

"Lily, what's wrong?"

"What do you think? I lost Truth or Dare, that's what. And you know what? I'm unlucky enough that my penalty is to sleep with one of the guys for real!"

"They're all laughing, saying I won't dare. But you know me—I honor my bets! I'm choosing you."

Liam's breath hitched. He looked up to gauge my expression, then quickly refused.

"Don't push yourself, dummy. Just forfeit."

"You don't want to? Hmph, then I'll find someone else~"

Liam panicked and immediately agreed without thinking.

"Lily, you'd better not! Send me the hotel location. I'm on my way."

Liam frantically pulled on his shoes, not even bothering to look at me.

"Lily's naive and competitive. If I don't go, some outsider will definitely take advantage of her."

"Don't worry, honey. I'll go talk sense into her. I'll definitely convince her not to do it!"

I followed Liam's car all the way to the hotel.

Using my status as his wife, I got a room key and burst through the door, phone in hand.

Click. Click. I perfectly captured the two of them, faces flushed, completely naked.

Realizing I was taking photos, Lily screamed.

"Melody, delete those photos right now! We were just doing a dare penalty. Can't you be less petty?"

Liam covered himself with the sheet, his face red as he stammered an explanation.

"Lily was too stubborn. She insisted on completing the penalty. I had no choice..."

"But don't worry, I only see her as a buddy. Just this once. There absolutely won't be a next time."

"Be good, Melody. Delete the photos. Lily's a girl after all. How will she get married in the future?"

I couldn't help laughing.

I'd caught them red-handed in bed, and they were still calling themselves good friends.

I calmly tucked my phone into my pocket.

Seeing I wouldn't budge, Liam's expression gradually darkened.

He pulled out his phone and started playing a blurry video.

It was footage of me, at eighteen, throwing myself down the stairs to abort.

Liam had secretly kept this video on his phone, labeled "Lifelong Guilt."

Whenever he was too exhausted from work, he'd watch it once to motivate himself.

After watching, he'd have the strength to keep going.

Now, what was once his guilt had become leverage to threaten me.

"Melody, if you dare spread those photos, I'll make everyone in New York see this—see how you secretly aborted, how you killed your own children!"

Through my tears, I smiled calmly.

"Don't worry. I won't spread them."

"I'm not here to fight the mistress."

"I just wanted to keep some evidence. In court, it might help with our property division."

With that, I turned and left without a shred of hesitation.

In the empty themed hotel room, Lily rolled her eyes and asked, "Hey, is Abortion Girl serious this time?"

Liam instinctively shook his head.

"How could she be? She's an orphan with no family, no home. Where would she go if she left me?"

"I'll just contact the hospital to schedule the next IVF cycle. Melody loves kids so much—she'll definitely calm down right away."

Liam called the hospital.

The response he got nearly destroyed him.

"You didn't know? After the last abortion, Melody permanently lost her ability to conceive."