Chapter 2When the Heiress Reclaimed Her Crown

After escaping from the kidnappers, I dragged my battered body to make a call.

"Dad, I lost the bet. I need to leave the country. Can you help me make arrangements?"

My father paused but didn't ask questions.

"Alright. Get ready. I'll send someone to pick you up in seven days."

After hanging up, I found a clinic by the roadside.

After having my wounds simply bandaged, I returned to the villa under the servants' mocking gazes.

I never expected Liam to be waiting at home.

When he saw me, he acted as if nothing had happened, pulling me into his arms.

His mouth opened and closed, but all that came out was a pale: "I'm sorry."

"Sophie has depression and can't handle stress. You know that, Jenna."

I stood still, my heart already frozen solid.

Yes, between Sophie and me, he would always choose that homewrecker without hesitation.

When Sophie was in a bad mood, he could stay out all night on our wedding anniversary.

When Sophie had menstrual cramps and needed care, he could abandon me when I was burning with fever late at night.

When Sophie's parents got food poisoning, he could still skip my mother's funeral to see her.

But I remembered that in the beginning, when I was trapped abroad fighting against my family, he fought his way through the medical world to become a top figure in the field.

He gave everything he had just to be with me.

But now, that man who would firmly choose me had disappeared.

I wiped the tears from my face.

"Liam, but do I deserve to wait for death on the ninety-ninth floor?"

Our eyes met. Liam seemed to notice my weakness.

A flash of emotion crossed his face.

The next second, Sophie suddenly screamed: "Liam, don't leave me! I'm so scared!"

Liam quickly pulled her into his arms, his eyes gentle.

"Don't be afraid, Sophie. I'm right here."

This scene was so familiar.

Years ago, when I was injured after being kidnapped by my father's enemies, he held me in his arms the same way, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Don't be afraid, Jenna. I'm right here."

The same person, the same words.

Only the person in his arms had changed from me to Sophie.

I looked at the intimate pair, my heart filled with desolation.

When Liam looked up again, his face was full of irritation.

"Jenna, is it really necessary to be so aggressive just because I chose to save Sophie?"

"Besides, you didn't die, did you?"

He strode quickly to the third-floor balcony.

"If you want an explanation, I'll give you one!"

But just as Liam took a step, Sophie threw her arms around the man's waist.

"No!"

She cried with tears streaming down her face.

"Miss Rivers, this is all my fault. I won't bother you two anymore!"

"Please don't let Liam hurt himself, okay?"

I somehow laughed out loud.

"Fine. As long as you get out of this city, I'll give Liam one more chance."

But after Sophie left, Liam, who usually never showed his emotions, began roaring and crying hysterically in the villa.

"Jenna Rivers, you always satisfy your own needs without caring about anyone else's wishes!"

"You're so selfish!"

His eyes held a trace of coldness as he turned and left the villa.

I clutched my aching abdomen and picked up my phone to schedule surgery and draft divorce papers.