Chapter 909
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Chapter 909:
A bitter laugh escaped me. “So that’s your solution? You expect me to remain here while I watch you build a happy life with Melisa?”
His expression shifted. “What’s between Melisa and me isn’t what it looks like.”
I stared straight into his eyes. “Then what are you? Tell me the truth. Give me one explanation that actually makes sense, and I’ll believe you.”
His lips moved, but nothing came. He couldn’t answer. After struggling for words, he finally looked away. “Don’t make me explain it. The house is yours. You can stay here with the children.”
Lianne’s POV:
I shook my head firmly. “No. After everything that happened between us, staying in this house would destroy me. Every room is filled with memories, and I know I wouldn’t survive seeing them every day.”
The moment Ethan realized I had made up my mind, his expression hardened. He fixed me with an unyielding stare. “Lianne, unless I agree to it, you’re not taking the children anywhere.”
A deep sense of sadness settled over me.
I barely recognized the man standing before me. Ethan used to look at me as though I were the only woman in his world. When had that man disappeared? How had he become this cold, inflexible stranger who seemed completely unmoved by my pain?
𝘋ow𝘯𝗅o𝘢𝘥a𝗯𝗅𝗲 𝖯𝖣F𝗌 on 𝗴𝘢lno𝘃e𝗅s.с𝘰𝗺
I dropped my eyes and asked quietly, “Ethan, what is it that you actually want? You were the one who wanted to end things with me, yet you refuse to let me go. Now you’re using the children to keep me here. Why?”
He gave me no response.
I raised my face again, the corners of my eyes burning. “Then answer me. What do you want from me?”
Something shifted behind his eyes. Conflicting emotions crossed his features, pain mingling with hesitation and feelings I could not decipher. After a moment, he turned his face away. His voice came out rough. “Stay. We’ll figure out everything else later.”
I studied him for several seconds before finally asking the question that had haunted me most. “Ethan, is this because Rola died? Is that why you can’t stand me anymore?”
His brow tightened. He avoided my gaze. “Don’t make assumptions.”
I refused to back down. “Then tell me the truth. Do you believe I’m responsible for Rola’s death? Is that why you’ve treated me this way?”
“Enough!” His restraint finally snapped. Frustration surged through his voice. He inhaled deeply before forcing himself to calm down. “Lianne, don’t say things like that anymore.”
I felt completely worn out. I didn’t want to humiliate myself by clinging to something that had already fallen apart.
My voice became faint and hoarse. “Ethan, please. Let me take the children and go. I swear I’ll stay out of your life. You won’t have to see me again.”
He remained motionless.
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