It was started with a harmless request, "Jessica, clear out a room for Zoey, she'll be moving in with us for the time being." Jessica's marriage soon ended when that 'guest' climbed up the ladder, from a guest room downstairs, to Jessica's bedroom, and then, her husband's bed. After losing in the fight for her husband's attention and love, Jessica realized it was time to wear back her garment of dignity and respect. She signed the divorce papers and left the country. Two years later, she returned as the heiress to a conglomerate, but her husband was at the airport, waiting to welcome her home. "When did I say I didn't love you, Jessica?" he asked.
Jessica's POV.
My brows furrowed in skepticism. "You should rather be telling me what you're doing here, in a disguise at that," I retorted, trying to keep my emotions in check.
Liam paused, his expression turning serious. "Well, I heard he got into a terrific accident," he began. "Let's give credit to his enemies for a second. If his enemies truly did that, then, as his supposed girlfriend, you're not safe. They'll come for you too."
Kristen's accident had been kept under wraps, yet Liam already knew about it. His choice of words - "terrific" - sent a chill through me. It sounded almost celebratory.
"How did you know about Kristen's accident?" I asked, my voice taking a sharp edge. Liam hesitated before responding.