THIS BOOK IS ON HOLD. WILL BE AVAILABLE SOON: IN THE MEAN TIME, CHECK OUT THE RETURN OF HIS EX WIFE "When will you grow up, Jared? This is so annoying. Do you think I didn't hear her setting you up on blind dates? Just because what? I'm now a barren woman? Do you think I like the situation I'm in?" Clarissa spat out her rage. Jared brought a glass of wine to his lips and chugged down the content, letting out a burp. "Well where's the lie?" He said, not meeting her gaze. "Isn't it true? Can you give me a child? Father is getting old, and he always asks for a grandchild. Even mother in her grave must be crying for me right now for marrying wrongly." His words hit her right in the chest like a bullet. Damn it, she might have not even felt anything at all if a real bullet had pierced through her ribcage at a close range. Tears gathered in her eyes and filled it. "Jared? How can you...how can you say that?" She said in disbelief. If Jared felt an inch sorry, he did not show it. Her chest ached and hurt so hard. Determination hit her bones like hard rock. "Fine. Let's call it off then." She said to herself. There was a pen right there so she signed all necessary place and made sure to grant Jared's wish. She'll leave him and start a new life for herself. ——— Clarissa Hart is a great housewife who has loved her husband, Jared, for almost half of her life. However, all of her love and respect for him was shattered after he mistreats her and let his sister, Desdra, humiliate her. After the pain and torture was too much, Clarissa finally granted his wish and filed for a divorce. Now, Clarissa will be in charge of her own destiny now, and now, her confidence and charms will be a weapon to knock down everyone who had ever looked down on her.
"Why what? Why I didn't tell you about my personal life? You're smarter than this, Clarissa." Liam said. Even the way he pronounced her name had a taste of bitterness in it, or a certain kind of hatred.
"You and I were just colleagues and not lovers so I don't feel I was obligated to tell you about my business?" Liam said.
Clarissa stood still, recalculating in her head over and over as to why Liam would start their conversation with such formality. "We were friends." She said at last. "At least I thought so."
Liam tilted his head slightly as if to get a better look at her, and she did not like how uncomfortable he was starting to make her feel.
"How is it my fault that you miscalculated?" He said.
"Liam!" Her tone was firm and tough. "What is going on? What deal did you make with your grandpa? Why am I getting involved in your family drama then?"