Forgotten Wife My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left (Clara and Liam) novel Chapter 256

Emily’s POV

I got into my luxury car with a harsh movement, slamming the door harder than necessary. The scent of genuine leather and the overly cold air conditioning greeted me, but none of this luxury made my chest feel any lighter. I kicked off my heels carelessly, propping my feet up on the seat with an indifferent attitude.

Willy was already sitting in the front seat.

“Miss Emily,” he said cautiously, as if every word had to be measured to avoid triggering an explosion. “Shall we just go straight home today?”

I leaned my head back against the headrest, staring at the ceiling of the car. “YesI” I answered lazily. “‘m tired.”

The car started moving. The roads felt longer than usual, even though the distance was the same. I closed my eyes, but instead of relief, Sienna’s face appeared the calm look in her eyes, her words piercing without even raising her voice. It hurt more than any slap.

I opened my eyes, annoyed.

Why does it feel like everyone today is united on her side?

The question kept spinning in my head like a song stuck on repeat without permission. I pressed my temples with two fingers, hoping to stop the noise, but it was useless.The harder I tried to push it away, the clearer Sienna’s face became calm, controlled, as if I were nothing but a shadow of the past that no longer mattered.

And yet, I used to be the center of everything.

“Would you like something to drink, Miss?” Willy’s voice came again from the front, soft but attentive.

“No,” I cut him off quickly. My tone was probably too sharp, because I could feel him tense for a moment before refocusing on the road. Everyone always walked on eggshells around me. Usually, that made me feel powerful. Today? It only made me more nauseated.

A red light reflected on the car window. I glanced outside, staring at my own reflection. My makeup was still perfect.

My hair neat. Nothing seemed broken from the outside.

But underneath it all, something was cracked subtle, almost invisible, but deep enough to make my breath short.

Sienna had changed.

That was the most infuriating fact. She no longer looked Like a woman I could move aside with a single step of confidence. No more bowing, no more hesitation when speaking. Even the way she stood earlier upright, unguarded seemed to say she no longer needed anyone’s. approval. Not Liam’s. Not mine.

My hands clenched in my lap.I should be in her position. should be the one in that room with everyone listening. I should be the one with the network, the name, the experience. But somehow, somewhere along the way, that story shifted slowly, and I was late to notice.

“A little traffic ahead, Miss,” Willy said, trying to sound informative.

“Take the back roads,” I replied without looking. “I don’t want to stop for too long.”

The car turned into a narrower lane. Rows of apartment buildings and cafes whizzed by outside the window. This city was full of people moving forward as if it didn’t matter who got left behind. And for the first time in a long while, 1 was scared that maybe I was one of them.

“What’s the use of having a manager if you’re incompetent!” I shouted. My voice echoed in the spacious apartment, bouncing off the glass walls.

“One major

project slips away, and all you say is you’ll try?”

“Miss Emily, the situation…”

“Quiet!” I pointed at him, hand trembling. “Do you know who I am? I’m Emily! That name alone should make them fight for me!”

Willy’s breath was heavy, but he stayed quiet. Andsomehow, that made me angrier because no one opposed me, no one defended me, no one said I was right.

I let out a short, bitter laugh. “See? Even if you have nothing to say.”

Willy looked down. “I just don’t want to make things worse.”

I turned my face away. Suddenly, the anger transformed into something else something colder, more painful.

I walked to the large window, staring at the city from above. The lights of the buildings glowed beautifully, but felt so distant. As if I were standing outside of it all.