His Hidden Family My Ruined Marriage (Liana) novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 It’s Your Fault

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Elian seemed to notice her only belatedly. He spoke curtly into the phone, “If they call again, the answer is no.”

Inside, the elders were watching from the living room window.

A breeze swept Liana’s long hair to one side. Elian’s gaze followed the strands, but his voice was ice. “Did you need something?”

“Yes. About the divorce.” She tucked her hair behind her ear.

“In a hurry to remarry?” The question was sudden, sharp.

Liana was taken aback. Did divorce always mean rushing into another marriage?

Seeing her confusion, Elian delivered the blow coldly. “I’m swamped at the Group. If you’re not in a hurry to find husband number two, it’ll have to wait.”

As he turned to go inside, she pressed, “Wait until when?”

A dull ache gnawed at his stomach, darkening his mood further. He glared at her. “You don’t think I’m stalling, do you? Keep a woman who killed my child as my wife? Do I look insane to you?”

Liana’s eyes stung.

Elian’s gaze was merciless. The image of her in their home, ending their baby’s life, made him want to wring her neck.

“Then could you please make it a priority?” she shot back, stung by his cruelty.

“The divorce will happen. God knows I have nothing left to hold onto. But you expect me to drop billions in deals to rush to the courthouse? Not happening,” he said coldly.

The October wind was cold and brisk, whipping her hair into chaos.

Hurt by his words, Liana turned away, using the pretense of fixing her hair to compose herself.

Elian caught a glimpse of the reddened corner of her eye and noticed she looked even thinner.

His voice dropped, losing some of its edge. “My assistant will contact you once this deal closes.”

“Welcome home!” The butler appeared, breaking the tense moment.

Elian looked at her one last time, words stuck in his throat, then turned and walked inside.

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Liana followed with the butler. By the time they entered the living room, Elian was already seated.

“Why’d you not wait for your wife to come in with you?” Linda chided.

“Liana, dear, come here. I had them make you some restorative broth. It’s just ready,” Rosalind said, shooting her grandson a disapproving look before beaming at Liana.

“Thank you, Grandma. Grandpa, Linda, David.”

Liana stepped forward, taking Rosalind’s outstretched hand and greeting the elders one by one.

“Come, drink this now and another bowl with dinner. A miscarriage takes a terrible toll. You must rebuild your strength,” Rosalind insisted, pulling her down beside her.

Liana was touched. “Grandma, you and Linda send so much soup to the school. I’ve probably gained weight.”

“Nonsense. You look thinner, if anything,” Linda said, studying Liana’s delicate face with concern, worried the loss had weakened her.

“I agree. You’re staying the night. Tomorrow morning, I’ll have the family doctor come check you over. Oh, you silly girl, taking those pills alone at home! There were cases years ago of women dying from that! If anything happened to you, how could I ever face your mother?”

Rosalind fixed on Liana. The more she spoke, the more her heart ached until tears slipped out.

“It’s all your fault,” Linda said, glaring at her son, remembering Liana’s words during their fight.

Elian, already suffering from sleepless nights and stomach pain over the baby, felt a fresh wave of irritation at the blame.

“Yes, it’s your fault! Making Liana suffer so, costing me my great-grandchild!” Rosalind wept, dabbing her eyes.

Earl and David remained silent, but the thought of the life that had been lost left a bitter taste.

For two weeks, a pall had hung over the entire household.

“Grandma, Theo is also your great-grandchild. And he’s a sweet boy,” Liana said softly, feeling the heavy atmosphere. She brought up the little boy she had no right to resent.

Theo sometimes stayed here, she’d recently learned. She couldn’t blame anyone. He was their blood.

“That’s not the same at all!” Rosalind exclaimed.

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