She Approved the Split He Fell Apart Novel

076 Condemned To Death

Scarlett’s POV

I close my eyes in desperation.

I really should have told him that I have his baby in me. He might still choose to sacrifice me, but he wouldn’t do it this decisively without even a pause.

For a moment I really want to lash out like Liam Ryan did. I want to struggle and shout and curse and say to hell with everyone and drag everything to hell with me. In that moment I feel Liam Ryan. He didn’t even care about a 90 billion worth company. All he wanted was a solace of justice. He wanted only fair treatment.

What did I do wrong in all this? Should I have not loved the kind boy who saved me all these years? Should I have left the city when Mom “needed” me? Should I have told him the truth five years ago?

What did I do wrong?!

I sort of put together Sparrow’s story in Liam Ryan’s rumble here and there. Basically, Justin mistook Annie for Sparrow, and just like how I found out about the truth when Justin proposed to his Ava, Sparrow stood up and told the truth.

Except no one listened, just like how I knew it would go if I did the same thing.

I’m glad she didn’t get her way and marry her Sebastian, because that’s a fate worse than death. To be tormented by the guy you love the most, only to be devasted over and over again until you forget how to keep up hope.

Even if I tried with the truth, her fate would have been what I would get.

Liam Ryan grips my hair, tightening his fist slowly as he turns my face to Sebastian, asking the question that I’m dreadful to face: “Do you love her, then?”

Sebastian opens his mouth as if he wants to speak, but for a long moment, he fails to utter anything.

Tears pour out of me.

“No!” Sebastian hurriedly adds in Liam Ryan’s scary laugh, “I don’t love her.”

Liam Ryan burst into a string of frantic laughter.

He might as well write “I’m lying” on his face, because even I would take him as a

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loving husband who can’t deny his love fast enough.

“I believe you,” Liam Ryan finally has enough fun as he stops laughing slowly, one or two laughter still escapes as he says, “See how easy it is? To say I believe you when someone is trying to talk to you?”

Sebastian purses his lips.

“Since you love neither of them,” Liam Ryan grips both of our chairs, and my body instantly stiffs at the slight movement, “then I’m sure it would be easy for you to pick one to take the faster way down?”

Blood drains from my face.

Sebastian’s eyebrows furrow together deeply. Pretending to love me is easier for him than to directly condemn me to death. He wants to do the right thing to the extreme, and the latter feels too wrong for him to announce, even when they are basically theProperty belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

same.

“You see, I actually know which it is that you love, truly,” Liam Ryan lets out a low laugh, taunting Sebastian, “You love the faux innocent more than the true fierce. Am I right?”

When was I ever fierce in front of Liam Ryan?

“I was a high school teacher,” Liam Ryan lets out a snort, “and I can spot a mean girl from a mile away.”

Ava keeps her head low, her lips shivering.

Sebastian is not answering.

“You know how I know?” Liam Ryan taunts slowly, announcing his final judgment,” For one, I didn’t even know you had a wife until a month ago. She didn’t exist in your life, at least in the part that you show people. But what convinced me, was the fact that you could drive this one to the hospital 28 days a month, yet the one time your wife goes to the hospital, she went alone.”

I can’t believe it.

I rarely go to a hospital unless for Ava. And the one time I went alone, I was spotted by this psycho?!

“You went to a hospital?” Sebastian’s eyes dart to me, “What was the-”

He pauses, only to realize his mistake–how could he love me when he didn’t even

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know about me going to the hospital? Let alone accompany me to do a check–up.

An evil smirk crawls onto Liam’s face: “I know your answer, and I don’t fucking care. I just want you to make a choice, knowing that you are condemning that one to death, like how you condemned my daughter. I’ll jump with your choice, and you will live on, with her death on your conscience.”