Chapter 2

Seeing how serious I was, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Baby, stop joking. If you divorce me, where will you go?"

"You're an orphan. No father, no mother. You don't even have a family to go back to."

"Oh, right! You said you don't want any assets. You've been a housewife for so many years—if you don't take a single penny, what are you planning to do?"

"Paint? But baby, you haven't painted in years, and you have no reputation. Do you really think you can sell anything?"

With every word he spoke, my heart sank a little deeper.

Liam lovingly ruffled my hair. "Alright, stop making a fuss. She's on her period today and in a bad mood. I need to go be with her. I'll have my assistant transfer you some extra money later to make it up to you."

With that, he grabbed his car keys with a smile and left.

I watched his retreating back.

Liam, this time I'm not making a fuss. I really don't want to be with you anymore.

I looked down and contacted a lawyer:

[Can I file for divorce unilaterally?]

[Yes, as long as you have sufficient evidence of the other party's infidelity.]

After leaving the law office, I contacted my best friend Brooklyn and told her everything.

Brooklyn's eyes immediately turned red with rage:

"Tara! Did you even consider me your friend?! Something this important and you're only telling me now?!"

"That bastard Liam! I always thought something was off about him—I knew he was no good!"

"And now he's not only blatantly cheating, but he dares to humiliate you?! I'm going to kill him right now!"

I grabbed her hand with a smile, looking helpless. "Come on! I don't care anymore."

That made it worse. Brooklyn burst into tears on the spot.

"How can you not care?! You two were together for ten years! I saw more clearly than anyone how you spent those ten years!"

"How much you suffered for him, and that time you entered that competition for him..."

Brooklyn saw my expression change and immediately switched topics. "Anyway, I just can't stand that bastard. If he dares betray you, I'll definitely find a way to destroy him and that homewrecker!"

Watching her defend me so fiercely, my nose tingled with emotion.

To have someone by my side like this all these years—it was enough.

"Alright, Brooklyn, let's not talk about unhappy things."

"I have good news to tell you."

Brooklyn blinked. "What good news?"

I smiled and pulled her hand to rest on my lower abdomen. "You're going to be a godmother."

Brooklyn's eyes went wide. "You're actually keeping Liam's spawn? Tara, are you crazy? He cheated on you!"

I knew she'd react this way.

"It's not his."

"What?" Brooklyn's voice shot up.

People around us turned to look.

I quickly pulled her closer. "Keep your voice down."

Brooklyn looked shell-shocked from one revelation after another.

"You better come clean."

I nodded. "Remember that genius from high school, Julian Scott?"

"Of course I remember. We share a last name but not brain cells."

I smiled slightly, about to say "It's his" when a deep voice suddenly came from nearby:

"Tara, what are you doing here?"

I turned my head to see Liam walking out of a private room with a young, pretty girl on his arm.

"You bastard! I was just looking for you!"

Seeing him, Brooklyn grabbed the ketchup from the table and strode forward, slapping it hard against his shirt.

"Do you have any conscience at all? How dare you cheat!"

"How can you face Tara? How can you face all those years she spent suffering with you?"

"I'll kill you today!"