Chapter 2

I mechanically turned my head, meeting Liam Montgomery's ice-cold expression.

He narrowed his eyes at Maya, as if she were the one inciting my divorce.

"Sister-in-law," he said, drawing out the words heavily, "Noah's on his way. You'd better figure out how to explain this to him."

Maya froze, slumping onto the sofa and frantically racking her brain.

She was too preoccupied to notice me; she didn't catch a single one of my desperate pleas for help.

Where was our crucial bestie telepathy when I needed it? Huh?

I could only uneasily stare at Liam Montgomery's sharply defined profile.

He finally turned to meet my gaze, his expression shifting.

A slight curve played on his lips, but his voice remained cold:

"One divorce in this family is enough. They can divorce, but we won't."

I always felt Liam Montgomery's voice had this strange power over me.

It was as if his voice had a strange power over me, compelling me to nod.

I nodded involuntarily, all thoughts of divorce and male models vanishing from my mind.

Outside, the roar of a sports car ripped through the air.

I knew instantly it was Noah, his car enthusiast brother, coming home.

With a sharp screech of brakes, he pushed through the door barely a minute later.

He must have just rushed back from the set; he hadn't even changed out of his costume, and his face looked exhausted.

He glanced at us, muttering, "Brother, Aurora."

Liam Montgomery put an arm around me, giving a faint "Hmm" before saying, "Your wife's been encouraging mine to divorce me, you deal with it."

Noah marched straight to Maya.

He rubbed his temples, his tone laced with impatience:

"Maya, what drama are you stirring up now?

"Last time you wanted a divorce because I had a kissing scene—I haven't taken one since. The time before that, my assistant baked me a homemade cake, and I fired her immediately. What's your problem this time?"

Maya scoffed, throwing her phone at him.

"See for yourself."

I was just getting really into the drama when Liam Montgomery pulled me away.

"Other people's family matters, let's not get involved."

So, we weren't part of the Montgomery family, then? I grumbled internally, but dutifully followed him out.

Sitting in the passenger seat, I quietly asked him:

"Why is Charlotte the endorser?"

She had just returned to the country, hadn't been in the industry long, and had very few representative works.

His brother was an A-list actor—to avoid suspicion, not using him was understandable.

But there were countless popular rising stars in the entertainment industry; logically, it should never have been her turn.

"Aurora, don't get swept up in Maya's nonsense.

"Charlotte is just a sister I grew up with; I have no other feelings for her."

No other feelings?

Then what about the photo of the two of them I'd found hidden in his drawer right after we got married?

I remembered trembling, showing the photo to Maya.

She didn't say anything, just went to her room and brought out another photo.

It turned out the photo was originally of all three of them.

Charlotte stood in the middle, smiling innocently and sweetly.

Liam had cropped out his brother's part on the right.

Noah had cropped out his brother's part on the left.

Such perfect synchronization—they truly were brothers.

I stopped talking, turned up the car stereo, and stared out the window.