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It Doesn’t Matter Anymore novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87

sebastian drowned while saving someone

His body washed ashore hall a month later, unrecognizable

Because of this, Liora could

accept that it was truly Sebastian.

No photo of Sebastian was allowed at the funeral or on the tombstone

The craftsman took Sebastian’s photo,

Looked at Liora in confusion.

This is my favorite photo of Seb. Please make it nice,” Liora showed him the note she had prepared in advance.

The craftsman nodded quickly, “Of course, I will!”

After arranging everything,

Liora booked a flight to New York for the next day.

Only after cleaning up the mess there could she truly go home.

Before boarding,

Liora replied to Lucas’s lawyer on WhatsApp.

She hadn’t responded to anyone from New York during the funeral.

There were too many suspicious things surrounding Olivia’s death.

Their reunion had been too brief-not enough time even for a proper goodbye.

She hadn’t gotten the answers she wanted.

But Liora was certain that the lie Olivia told her, that she was cured and living in Europe was linked to certain people in New York.

Even though she’d given Olivia millions,

the woman had still died alone,

in a filthy, run-down hospice.

Even though they were so close,

Olivia didn’t dare to see her until she was at death’s door.

And in the end, she said,

“Once I die, nothing will hold you back anymore…”

So who told Olivia that she was Liora’s shackle?

This time, returning to NYC,

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flora wasn’t just signing the divorce papers. She was going to uncover every dark thread

And she wouldn’t let a single person involved go free

in the chat history.

Mr. King had sent several annoyed messages over the past few days

Ms. Hughes, we need to discuss the details of the divorce agreement. You’re an adult, this kind of avoidance is unacceptablet

Ms. Hughes, please reply soon. Mr. Chandler

And more of the same.

Dora typed quickly:

is furious.”

My flight lands at JFK at 8 p.m. I want you at Tribeca by

9

with the divorce papers. I’ll sign.”

Unlike Hawaii,

New York was dry.

Even after years of living there,

Liora still couldn’t get used to it.

The dryness stung her nose the moment she got off the plane.

She texted Zoe to say she was safe,

and made plans to throw a belated celebration dinner with her coworkers tomorrow night.

When Liora left that day, it was all in a rush.

Zoe had wanted to go with her but couldn’t leave the theater.

Now that Liora was safely back,

Zoe could finally relax.

Perfect timing! I’ll introduce you to a friend tomorrow. She’s looking for a coach for her competition students. With your experience, you could get top-tier pay!” Zoe’s voice message was full of cheer.

Ever since learning about Liora’s spine injury and the end of her career,

Zoe had secretly been trying to find her a new path.

Liora replied with a simple thanks.

She planned to tell Zoe about her decision to leave New York in person.

The car cruised smoothly into the city.

Late-night traffic was light.

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By the time they reached the residential complex, it was just 9 p.m.

Tribeca, a luxury neighborhood near the city center.

Her and Lucas’s marital home was a standalone villa near an artificial lake

The house was dark when she arrived.

No light was on

Nothing unusual.

Neither of them had been staying there much.

Lucas’ been busy with work, and she with touring.

Entering the house,

Liora texted Lucas’s lawyer, asking when he’d arrive.

Then she pulled out her suitcase from the entryway closet, ready to pack up her things from the bedroom.

She had just stepped onto the stairs when the living room lights flicked on.

Instinctively, Liora turned back.

Lucas was sitting on the sofa, watching her coldly.

She hadn’t signed the divorce papers as expected, and Lucas looked furious.

He had alway been the kind of man who never texted first.

And yet he had sent her four or five messages in a row.

Just like a pathetic little clown in a tantrum.

Lucas had waited for three days.

He’d imagined all the dramatic stunts Liora might pull to avoid the divorce.

He had his sarcasm prepared.

But instead, he got a call from his lawyer.

She was coming back.

And her first contact wasn’t him-it was the lawyer, urging him to sign the divorce papers.

“Where’s the lawyer?” Liora asked.

Lucas sneered, “How long are you going to keep up this act? If you really wanted a divorce, where the hell were you the past few days?”

Where was she?

At a funeral.

But looking at Lucas’s face, that face she once loved-so full of disdain now,

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Liora was beyond fired.

She didn’t even bother explaining.

What a waste of energy

Liora walked down the stairs, set down her suitcase, and headed straight to the study.

Lucas hated being ignored.

He got up and stormed after her.

But as he stepped in, he froze.

Liora had taken out the divorce agreement-the one prepared three

By the time he entered, she had already signed it.

She opened the red inkpad, pressed her fingerprint firmly.

She really wanted this divorce.

A single thought shot through Lucas’s mind.

Liora’s movements were smooth and decisive.

Then she pulled over a blank piece of paper and scribbled a note:

ago.

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