Chapter 0011
My mind kept drifting back to the conversation with Logan and the implications of our arrangement.
Later, I received a message from Liam, instructing me to bring the divorce papers and meet him. I had expected this meeting, but it still filled me with a sense of unease.
When I arrived, Liam wasted no time in reviewing the papers, his sharp eyes scanning the
With a critical gaze.
He started picking apart the language in the divorce papers, of all things. “No emotional connection?” he questioned, his voice
laced with disbelief. “Is that what you really think?”
I held my ground, trying not to let his words get to me. “That’s what it says, Liam.”
He scoffed, flipping through the pages. “And this–‘irreparable breakdown of the marriage‘–really, Aria? Irreparable?”
“Yes, irreparable,” I replied firmly, refusing to let him drag me back into a debate about something that had already been
decided.
My patience wore thin as the minutes ticked by. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Liam,” I said, my voice edged with frustration, “if you’re going to make this difficult, just have your lawyer draft the agreement.
I’ll sign it and we can avoid wasting more time.”
I moved to put the papers into the shredder, determined to end this endless back and forth. But before I could, Liam grabbed my
wrist forcefully, stopping me in my tracks.
His grip was firm, his eyes burning with an intensity that took me by surprise.
“Are you really with Logan?” he demanded, his voice low and dangerous. “And whose child is Joe, really?”
I looked at him, and for a moment, I saw the depth of his anger and confusion. But I couldn’t let myself be swayed by it. I sneered,
letting my words drip with sarcasm,
“Why don’t you ask Logan? You saw what happened yesterday. And for the record, I’m eager to remarry Joe’s father, so why don’t you hurry up with the divorce?”
Liam’s fury was palpable, his jaw clenched tightly as he glared at me. For a brief moment, I felt a flicker of fear–Liam was not a man to be trifled with, and I had just pushed him to his limit.
But before anything more could be said, both our phones rang simultaneously.
The kindergarten teacher’s voice came through the phone, hesitant and awkward. “Ms. Aria, I’m sorry to call you again, but….. Joe
and William got into another fight.”
Apparently, a model Joe had made for a class presentation had been deliberately damaged. Joe was convinced that William was responsible, though William vehemently denied it.
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We arrived at the kindergarten in record time, the tension between us momentarily set aside as we focused on the situation at
band.
As soon as we walked through the doors, I saw Joe storming out of the classroom, holding the broken remains of his mechanical spider in his hands. His face was a mask of frustration and sadness.
Joe didn’t see me at first. He was too caught up in his emotions, his small hands gripping the shattered pieces of his project
But as he looked up, his eyes met mine, and in an instant, he was running toward me, tears streaming down his cheeks.
He ran straight into Liam’s leg, bouncing off with a soft thud before picking himself up and continuing his dash into my arms. I wrapped him in a tight hug, trying to soothe him as he sobbed against my shoulder.
Through his tears, Joe pointed at Liam, his voice filled with hurt. “Why is my daddy always taking someone else’s side?”
I felt a pang of guilt at his words, but I quickly shushed him, not wanting the situation to escalate any further. “Joe,” I said softly. “let’s talk about this later, okay?”
Liam stood there, his face unreadable as he watched the exchange. I could feel the tension building again, but for Joe’s sake, I kept my tone calm and even.
We would have to deal with this later–right now, all that mattered was making sure Joe was okay.
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