Chapter 22
Liam finished work late, around 11 PM. As he went to the underground garage to drive home, he
encountered Isabella.
She had been waiting for him in the garage for nearly a day. Seeing him, her joy was unmistakable.
“Liam!” Isabella called out happily.
But Liam didn’t respond. He looked at her for a moment, then tried to move past her to open his car door. Isabella stubbornly blocked the handle, preventing him.
“Liam, how long are you going to stay angry with me?”
Liam finally looked up and scrutinized her properly. She still had her perfect makeup and voluminous curls. The hands gripping his car door were adorned with bright red nail polish.
They were close. With every breath, Liam inhaled her strong floral perfume.
He felt slightly nauseated and instinctively took a step back, raising a hand to cover his nose slightly.
Isabella caught the gesture, and the insult flashed in her eyes like a physical blow. Her right hand, still on the door handle, clenched until the knuckles whitened. She fixed him with a poisonous
glare, all pretense of affection gone.
“Liam, I’m not a doctor anymore. But all those years of study weren’t for nothing. Back then… you said it yourself, I just took some shortcuts others couldn’t. You knew and supported it then, didn’t you?”
“Why the sudden change of heart now?”
Isabella’s voice was full of resentment and dissatisfaction, but she tried to suppress it in front of
Liam.
Liam remained where he was, silent.
After a short silence, Isabella spoke again.
“I know I was wrong, really. In Thailand… before that… it was all because I wanted to marry you so badly. I thought I could always take you for granted. I thought you’d always be there to clean up my mess… That’s why I acted out….”
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“Liam, give me another chance, okay? Let’s get back together. I promise I’ll study properly again, retake the exams, get certified. I’ll put you first, strictly oversee all your treatment plans.”
“Your mutism was clearly… almost better six months ago when I returned… Give me one more
chance to make amends, please?”
Isabella’s voice was choked, somewhat incoherent, every sentence a plea.
Liam still didn’t speak. He just looked down, picked up his phone, and sent a message.
Isabella watched his every move nervously, but within minutes, two teams of security guards ran in
from both garage entrances.
“Mr. Walker! We received your instruction!” The guards didn’t wait. Despite Isabella’s struggles, they pulled her away from Liam’s car door and restrained her to the side.
“Car’s ready, sir.” Another guard immediately opened the car door for Liam.
“Liam… Liam, don’t be like this… Give me another chance, please, I’m begging you!”
Isabella’s knees felt weak. If not for the two guards holding her up, she would have sunk to the
ground.
“Liam, I’ll participate in this competition too. Give me a chance, okay? If I win… can we talk?!”
Hearing this, Liam, who was about to step on the accelerator, abruptly stopped.
win..can
[Isabella Rossi, I have made it clear we are over. The villa has been transferred to your name. Do not
harass me further.]
The phone screen glowed eerily in the dim garage light..
[This competition, I will not let you take what belongs to Chloe.]
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