Chapter 445
Liam Sullivan's heart felt as if a venomous snake had sunk its fangs deep.
Excruciating pain mixed with the poison of jealousy.
It spread wildly through his chest.
He stared intently at Vivian Bennett.
Why was he still suffering because of her?
She could already smile so happily for someone else.
How dare she.
Right in front of him.
Enjoy herself so freely with another man.
He detested her indifferent appearance.
He hated even more her coldness, how easily she could just walk away.
He wanted revenge.
He wanted her to taste this heart-wrenching pain.
He wanted to drag her down with him.
Vivian was infuriated by the accusation in his words.
What right did he have to act like he'd caught her cheating?
What qualification did he possess?
From beginning to end.
The one who was domineering and tyrannical was him.
The one having affairs and enjoying himself outside was him.
He even…
Didn't let her own sister go.
"Who I seduce is none of your business."
Vivian sneered.
"I only regret not leaving you sooner."
"Finally admitting it?"
Liam's voice was icy.
"You've wanted to leave for a long time, haven't you?"
"Yes."
Vivian met his gaze in the darkness.
Word by word.
"I've wanted to leave for a long time."
"Because Liam Sullivan."
"You. Are. Not. Worthy."
Before her words faded.
A powerful force suddenly threw her down.
The world spun.
He had flung her violently onto the bed.
Her bones felt like they were shattering.
A cry of pain caught in her throat.
She instantly understood his intention.
She struggled to get up.
She could not have any further entanglement with him.
She could not tolerate this violation.
But Liam was faster.
He grabbed her ankle.
He dragged her back beneath him.
His tie wrapped around her wrists.
The sound of tearing fabric was especially sharp in the night.
His scorching kiss descended.
It carried the force of punishment.
Vivian struggled desperately.
Her heart ached to the point of suffocation.
She had developed feelings for him.
This kind of coercion would only make her suffer more.
Being used as a tool for release by the one she loved.
It hurt more than being cut by a knife.
Tears silently slid down.
Why did he never show her any tenderness?
"Liam Sullivan…"
She spoke with a hoarse voice.
"If you have even a shred of feeling for me…"
"You shouldn't treat me like this."
Even if it was just a tiny bit of feeling.
Could he please respect her emotions?
She would feel pain too.
She would get hurt too.
He was the one who betrayed her first.
Now he came to hurt her like this.
Did he really think so little of her in his heart?
Liam's movements abruptly stopped.
His burning breath instantly cooled.
The frantic emotions gradually receded.
Rationality returned.
Her words were like a knife.
It stabbed deeply into his heart.
She said she had wanted to leave him long ago.
She said he was not worthy.