Chapter 2

My words finally broke through Liam's pretense. He shot to his feet, flanking his mother.

"Leave with nothing? Sarah, don't be absurd!"

"And...and it was Mom's idea to divorce, not mine! Why are you so eager to agree?"

"Unless...are you seeing someone else?"

Liam's audacity almost made me laugh. In the ruins of our life, with our daughter fighting for hers, he was trying to turn the tables on me.

But Lily was waiting. I didn't want to waste any more time with them. I packed my things and left the house.

For the next three days, Liam didn't call or text me once.

His family never came to the hospital to check on Lily.

As for his so-called adopted sister, Serena, she even posted her ultrasound scan results on SnapChat.

The scan clearly stated:

"Serena Miller, 11 weeks pregnant."

Her caption read: "Before you even arrive in this world, Mommy and Daddy already love you."

As I was looking at it, my daughter was wheeled out of the treatment room, and I quickly put away my phone.

Lily lay weakly on the hospital bed after her radiation therapy.

"Mommy, did you and Daddy fight? Why hasn't Daddy come to see me?"

"Does my illness cost a lot of money?"

"Mommy, why are you crying? Don't cry, Lily doesn't hurt."

My daughter said, reaching out to wipe away my tears.

I fought back the lump in my throat and gently held her small hand.

"It's okay, it doesn't cost much. Mommy has money, and Mommy will definitely make Lily better."

"Mommy isn't crying, and you shouldn't be scared either."

"With Mommy here, I'll definitely get better."

Lily tried to say more, but after the treatment, she was too weak and soon fell asleep again.

Looking at my daughter's sleeping face, I felt as if a giant hand was squeezing my heart, making it almost impossible to breathe.

When Liam and I started our company, we navigated countless client meetings and networking events together, securing one order after another for him.

Once the company was stable, Liam didn't like me being out in the public eye, so I focused on taking care of the home for him.

For all these years, Liam and I were seen as a loving couple by outsiders.

If it weren't for Lily's illness this time,

I would never have known that my husband had already been secretly having an affair with someone else, even disregarding our child's life.

Thinking of this, I dialed my sister Luna, who was a lawyer.

"Luna, how are things going with what I asked you to look into?"

"Good. The trial might be in a few days."

"Please help me."

That night, after Lily fell asleep, I asked the nurse to keep an eye on her for a bit.

I took her clothes home to wash and also to pack some more things.

But the moment I stepped through the door, I was stunned by the sight.

The living room coffee table was covered in wine glasses and various alcoholic drinks, and empty bottles were scattered all over the carpet.

Dozens of people were having a party in my living room, and the air was thick with a nauseating, sour smell of alcohol.

If it weren't for the familiar furniture and decor, I would have thought I'd walked into a club VIP room.

The moment they saw me, there was a brief silence in the living room.

I looked at Liam, pointing at the crowd of men and women in the living room, and demanded,

"Our daughter is still lying in the hospital, and you're in the mood to bring all these people here to party?"

"Liam, you truly are an animal!"

Hearing my blunt words, everyone in the living room started explaining to Liam's defense.

"Sarah, don't blame Liam. We heard about Lily and worried he was upset, so we came to keep him company. Don't be mad at him."

"Explain what? The illness isn't Liam's fault. If not for his company, would she be living the good life? The sick child is her problem, not his." another one said.

"I heard you're even divorcing Liam and want him to leave with nothing? That's just laughable."

Serena also stepped forward at this moment, apologizing to me with a look of guilt.

"Sarah, if you really have to blame someone, blame me. I was worried Liam would do something reckless, so I thought of inviting some good friends to be with him."

"We didn't expect you to come home suddenly. If you're unhappy, we'll leave right now..."

I sneered at Serena, finally letting my gaze settle on her still-flat stomach.

"Didn't your SnapChat say you're pregnant? I suppose you can't drink alcohol then?"

"What? Is the baby's father not here with you? Oh, right, when are you planning to get married? Liam and I would love to send you a big gift."

Liam pulled Serena behind him.

"That's enough, Sarah! Stop being so snarky."

"I know you're upset because of Lily, but what does any of this have to do with Serena?"

I let out a cold laugh, ignoring everyone present, and walked straight towards the upstairs bedroom.

My daughter was waiting for me at the hospital; I couldn't be bothered to waste time with these trashy people.

When I came downstairs with my packed things, the living room was empty, save for the empty liquor bottles and countless glasses scattered everywhere.

I pretended not to see them, grabbed my things, and prepared to leave.

But as I passed the guest bedroom downstairs, I heard indecent sounds.

A man's voice, hoarse with suppressed desire.

"You're not three months yet. The doctor said we shouldn't."

"And she's still upstairs. If she hears us, we're done for."