Chapter 4

After work, Liam, surprisingly, came to help me pack up my things.

"Let's go. I booked the scenic restaurant on the hill for eight o'clock. We can leave now and get there just in time."

Then his eyes fell on my bare wrist. He froze, asking anxiously, "Where's the necklace I gave you?"

"I was worried about breaking it, so I took it off and left it at home."

He visibly relaxed, smiling at me.

"You used to wear it every day. Why are you suddenly keeping it safe?"

Before I could come up with another lie, Sophia jogged over and stopped beside us.

"Liam, I'm all ready!"

Liam's gaze immediately went to her. He nodded, signaling for her to wait in the car.

I watched Sophia walk directly to the passenger seat and wait.

In seven years of marriage, I had never once sat in his passenger seat. He said that seat was for the most important person, and I would only get to sit there after we celebrated every anniversary together.

Meeting Sophia's challenging gaze, I looked down, offering no response.

My heart no longer held any ripples of emotion.

At the restaurant, Liam and Sophia sat on the same side, ordering without asking for my opinion.

I happily took a back seat, propping my head on my hand and gazing out the window at the view.

After all, after tomorrow, I probably wouldn't see this city again.

When the dishes arrived, Liam, for once, peeled a whole bowl of shrimp for me and placed it in front of me.

"The shrimp here is good."

I looked up, meeting his somewhat gentle smile.

I hadn't expected him to consider me at a time like this.

Sophia couldn't resist taking credit.

"I recommended this place to Liam! Last time we came here, he ate three whole plates!"

Liam's cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

"Why are you telling Amelia all this…"

Sophia laughed, covering her mouth, and looked at me, pretending to be embarrassed.

"Oh, sorry, Amelia. Don't let this embarrassing story ruin Liam's image in your mind, okay?"

The two of them burst into laughter again right in front of me.

I looked at the bowl of shrimp and suddenly lost my appetite.

Forcing myself to take one bite, almost gagging, I pushed it back.

"I don't like it. You can have it."

Their playful banter stopped. Liam asked carefully, "Are you unhappy?"

I shook my head.

"No, the shrimp is just too fishy. I'm not used to it."

Just like you two. Stinks to high heaven.

After dinner, Liam drove the 'drunk' Sophia home. It was I who closed the door behind them.

Watching them leave, I immediately hailed a cab to the airport.

On my phone, Liam was still planning how we'd celebrate my next birthday.

Perhaps he felt some guilt; he proactively said he'd make sure my next birthday was celebrated properly.

"Don't worry, this time we'll really celebrate well. No one will disturb us!"

I replied expressionlessly.

"Okay."

I knew it was impossible.

This birthday would be ruined by him, just like all the others.

As I was about to board, he sent another message.

"Sophia drank too much and has a stomach ache. I won't be coming home tonight. Take care of yourself at home."

I scoffed, already knowing.

"It's okay. You can stay at her place. I've already packed my bags and left. We won't have any relationship anymore."

"Liam, goodbye for good."

After sending him that last message, I immediately blocked and deleted him.

On the plane, I watched Los Angeles, still sparkling, grow smaller beneath me.

And when Liam finally got home, he would find the divorce papers I left for him.