So that was how he saw her.
And me?
A schemer.
A manipulator.
Someone capable of tearing down Lilian out of jealousy.
We had been married for years, yet in a single moment… he had erased all of it.
My throat tightened painfully.
I had done nothing wrong.
And still, he didn't stand by me.
Still, he didn't even question it.
The pressure in my chest grew until breathing felt difficult.
My lips trembled, but no words came.
I swallowed hard, forcing the tears back down where they belonged.
Then I smiled.
A broken, fragile thing.
"Is this really what you think of me?"
My voice came out softer than I intended.
"When you promised Nana you would take care of me… did you already know it would come to this?"
His brows tightened slightly.
I didn't stop.
"If you never forgot her, why did you marry me?"
The words finally spilled out, unstoppable now.
"And if you knew you would treat me like this when she came back… why didn't you tell me from the beginning?"
