Chapter 3

I don't know why, but hearing me say this, Sophia seemed somewhat displeased.

She waved her hand.

"You should have learned your lesson after three years."

"If it weren't for your provocation, Garrett wouldn't have committed suicide due to depression."

"Three years was too lenient for you."

I nodded repeatedly.

I was too tired to argue.

At our engagement party back then,

Sophia was indecisive, and after receiving Garrett's farewell call, she broke down and left immediately.

Before leaving, she slapped me hard.

She angrily questioned me: "What exactly did you say to him? If it weren't for our years of friendship, do you think you'd have a chance? Did you really think you were my husband? Let me tell you, if anything happens to Garrett, I won't let you off!"

But I didn't do anything.

Later, Garrett was rescued after a suicide attempt by slitting his wrists, and Sophia found screenshots of my provocative text messages on his phone.

With those screenshots, she had me committed to a psychiatric hospital without a second thought.

Even though I said a hundred times that I didn't do it.

She still looked at me with that expression of extreme disgust.

"Not sending you to prison is already my mercy to you."

Her eyes were like knives, stabbing my heart again and again.

She used to like me before.

Before she met Garrett.

She used to hate her father for having an affair and causing her mother's death.

She hated even more how her father was so good to that mistress's child.

But the moment she saw him, Sophia said to me,

"I like him so much, Liam. Do you know what it feels like to have your heart skip a beat?"

How could I not know? Every time I looked at her, my heart skipped a beat.

Those words were enough to make me give up.

But how could I let go? We had beautiful memories together and made firm promises.

Not to mention that Garrett was her nominal brother.

They couldn't be together in the first place.

So Garrett, who couldn't marry her himself, wouldn't let Sophia marry me either.

Before that, Sophia had dragged me by the collar to Garrett's hospital bed.

She wanted me to kneel before him and apologize.

I refused.

I loved her, but as a man, I had my own dignity.

This angered her.

Garrett took advantage of Sophia's absence when she went to buy porridge for him, and spoke to me with an arrogant expression.

"She only loves me."

"Even if I can't marry her, you can't either. I'll always be the only one in her heart. With just a crook of my finger, she'll come running like a dog. You're nothing but a pathetic substitute."

"You disgust me."

I was furious, and felt that Sophia's true feelings were not worth it.

"Is being the other man something to be proud of? You're just like your mother. She stole Sophia's father and destroyed their family. And you, having inappropriate feelings for your sister, happy to be the third wheel."

He glared at me fiercely, but suddenly changed his expression.

Covering his face, he sobbed.

"I know you don't like me, Liam. I've wronged you. I'll just go and die, so I won't be an eyesore to you anymore."

I was sick of his act. He was better at pretending than any woman I'd ever met.

"Then go ahead and die. This time, make sure to cut deeper."

I knew he didn't really want to die; this was just another act. How could he give up the wealth and status he had now?

But as I turned around, I met a pair of cold eyes.

It was Sophia, who had returned with the porridge.

She threw the porridge in my face.

The scalding porridge burned my skin, causing blisters.

But she didn't care at all.

"You're so vicious, it makes me sick."

"It seems I've been too lenient with you before. Someone like you deserves to be sent to a psychiatric hospital."

Yes, I was sent there.

Those three years not only cured my love sickness,

But also gave me severe depression and insomnia.

Now, just thinking about Sophia, seeing her, or having any contact with her would make me tremble uncontrollably.

In severe cases, I would even pass out.

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