Lillian learned along the way that Lindsay and Liam were cornered by reporters at the hotel.

Liam had always pretended to be a devoted husband.

One of the subsidiary companies was offering its stock to the public soon. If any scandal were exploited by his competitors, he would suffer significant losses.

Lillian put on a hat and a mask to avoid recognition. Then she borrowed a uniform from a waitress at the hotel before she managed to slip unnoticed into the presidential suite.

Inside the room, Liam was wrapped in nothing but a towel. There were fresh scratch marks on his shoulders and back.

Lindsay wore seductive clothing and had some marks of intimacy on her, which silently indicated what they had done before.

Liam's lie that he had stayed at the company for the whole night was naturally unraveled.

Seeing Lillian enter, Liam was visibly relieved. He instinctively pushed Lindsay away a bit. "Lillian, the reporters didn't get any front shots of Lindsay. Later, you and Lindsay switch outfits and leave with me. We will tell others that we came here for a romantic game."

Lindsay picked up a red dress from the floor and tossed it at Lillian's face. "Here, take this. Liam just bought it for me, and I've only worn it once."

The dress fell to the floor. It was stained with some unknown filth.

The cold zipper hit Lillian's face, and she seemed to be physically slapped.

Liam hadn't expected Lindsay's sudden action, and his expression changed slightly. "Lillian, Lindsay didn't mean it..."

He wanted to explain when Lillian abruptly slapped Lindsay hard across the face.

Smack!

"Ah!" Lindsay clutched her cheek and looked at Lillian in disbelief. "You dare slap me?"

Lillian ignored Lindsay and turned to Liam. "Can I?"

Lindsay's eyes turned red. She looked at Liam with a face full of grievance.

Liam rose and pulled Lindsay behind him. He said coldly, "Lillian, Lindsay didn't mean it. Why do you have to be so aggressive?"

His words of defense for Lindsay felt like a sharp stab to Lillian's heart.

Lillian's face turned pale. She took out the divorce agreement from her purse and handed it to Liam. "I can help you deal with this, as long as you sign it."

Liam didn't take the document. He frowned and said impatiently, "You have some shares of the company, too. You are not helping me."

Lillian remained silent, and she looked stubborn.

Only then did Liam take the document. "What contract is it? Why do I have to sign it now?"

He was about to read it when Lindsay rushed into the next room and cried.

Liam lost patience and flipped to the signature page. He swiftly signed his name and tossed the document back to Lillian. He said impatiently, "Is that okay?"

Then he hurried into the next room to console Lindsay.

Then Lillian heard Liam's gentle and patient voice from the next room and the soft sounds of kissing.

Lillian looked through the document in her hand. The divorce agreement included a waiver of custody rights, and Liam's name was already signed there.

Her hands trembled as she put the document away. She bit her lip, but she couldn't hold back the tears welling in her eyes.

She didn't wear the red dress on the floor. Instead, he put on the outfit she had worn when she got out of their house and then left the hotel with Liam.

She didn't have to dirty herself. Her face alone could explain everything.

The reporters had waited for a long time and hoped for a big scoop. They were very disappointed when they saw Lillian.

One of them couldn't contain his anger and shouted from a distance at Lillian, "Miss Hayes, it's the first time I've seen a wife help the mistress. It's impressive."

He made a thumbs-up gesture and then slowly turned it down. He sneered as he walked away.

Lillian's face turned pale as Liam put his arm around her and guided her into the car.

The vehicle drove a kilometer and successfully left the reporters behind.

Lillian's hand rested on her abdomen. She was hesitating about whether to tell him about her pregnancy. She hoped to give him one last chance.

Liam suddenly parked the car. "Lindsay's face is swollen from your slap. I need to take her to the hospital. You'll have to catch a cab home."

Lillian clutched her purse on her lap tightly. "Liam, do you remember who your wife is? You once said you only loved me, that she was just a plaything. You..."

Before she could finish, Liam glanced at her, and his eyes were filled with extreme impatience and coldness.

Lillian's lips trembled, and she couldn't utter another word.

Liam had held her and repeatedly whispered promises that he loved her forever. But he showed no warmth when she mentioned the past.

Liam tapped the car door and said coldly, "Get out."

Lillian's limbs felt stiff as she stepped out of the car. Then he drove it away immediately.

The breeze stirred Lillian's skirt as she put a hand on her abdomen. Her gaze became icy.

Liam didn't deserve to know about the baby. Nor did he deserve its father.

Lillian had someone send the signed divorce agreement to the law firm and then headed to the company.

She had considerable sharp business acumen.

She had not only invested a lot of money to save the Anderson Group from crisis but also helped expand it significantly over the past three years.

As the Anderson Group grew, there were more conflicts between Lillian and Liam. So she voluntarily quit her job at the Anderson Group six months ago and only kept her title as a deputy general manager.

Since she planned to divorce, it was time to separate the two families completely.

Lillian submitted her resignation. Soon, the HR manager came to her anxiously. "Ms. Walsh, your resignation is a major decision. It's beyond my authority. I'm afraid that we'll need Liam's approval."

Lillian replied bitterly, "It's okay. Just submit it to him."

The HR manager breathed a sigh of relief and quickly forwarded her resignation to Liam.

Seeing Lillian's pale face, the HR manager assumed that Lillian had a fight with Liam and cautiously tried to console her. "Lillian, did you and Liam have a fight? Your contributions to the Anderson family over the years have been obvious to everyone. Liam loves you dearly. He surely wouldn't want you to leave the company. Why not sit down and talk things over?"

As soon as the HR manager's words fell, Lillian's computer chimed with a notification.

Her resignation had been approved.

The HR manager looked astonished.

Lillian was stunned. Then she gave a self-mocking smile.

She quickly arranged for the handover of her work and packed her things. Then she headed home.

As soon as she entered the room, Liam stormed towards her in anger.

He didn't even glance at what she was carrying. He snatched the box from her hands and smashed it onto the floor. "Lillian, isn't it enough that you slapped Lindsay? Now you're forcing her to resign? You are going too far to bully her like that."

Lillian lowered her gaze to the scattered items on the floor. The photo album on top contained pictures of her and Liam. She had deliberately placed it on her desk at her office.

It now lay shattered, mirroring her broken relationship with Liam.

She resigned, and he approved it instantly. But when Lindsay threw a tantrum and quit her job, he came to confront and blame her.

Lillian felt it was absurd. "Her resignation has nothing to do with me."

Liam, however, didn't believe her words at all. He stepped towards her and didn't notice that he had stepped on the photo of him and her.

He grabbed her wrist and forcefully dragged her outside. "If it's not you, then who forced her? You're coming with me to apologize to Lindsay right now."

He exerted so much force that Lillian's wrist throbbed with pain. Her face turned pale instantly.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she couldn't hold back her anger any longer. "Liam, who's really going too far? Is it me or you? "She's just a homewrecker and brazenly showed off in front of me. I slapped her because she deserved it. I told you her quitting has nothing to do with me. I will never apologize to her. Let go of me. Let go!"

She couldn't hold back any longer and used all her strength to break free. In the end, she bit down on his wrist.

Liam winced from the pain and instinctively flung her away.

Lillian was unprepared and staggered backward. Then she fell to the floor.

Her wrist landed on the shattered glass from the photo frame. She shivered from the pain and felt a dull ache spread from her abdomen.

Liam was startled. His anger doused as he hurriedly crouched down. "Lillian, I didn't mean it. I..."

Lillian ignored the pain in her wrist and clutched her abdomen. She said with great difficulty, "Take me to the hospital now. I'm pregnant..."

Just as Liam was about to lift her, his phone rang, interrupting her sentence.

He answered it, and his face lit up with joy.

"You found her? I'll be right there!" With that, he said to her quickly, "Let the driver take you to the hospital." Then he rushed out.

Lillian watched his heartless departure and couldn't hold back her tears any longer.

She propped herself up against the sofa, pushed through the pain, and drove herself to the hospital.

The doctor learned that Lillian was six weeks pregnant and took her case seriously. After bandaging her wounds, the doctor immediately arranged for a thorough check-up for her.

"Ms. Walsh, don't worry. The baby is alright. You are slightly bleeding. I'll prescribe some medication to help stabilize the pregnancy. Have a good rest during this period."

Lillian breathed a sigh of relief and nodded gratefully. "Thank you, doctor."

A long time later, Liam finally showed up at the hospital when Lillian was lying listlessly on a hospital bed and staring blankly out of the window.

She didn't look like the spirited young princess she once had been. Instead, she seemed as fragile as porcelain at that moment.

Liam hesitated before walking to her bedside and taking her hand. "Lillian, I've broken up with her. I promise it won't happen again. Please forgive me this time, won't you?"

Lillian looked at his hand, but what surfaced in her mind was her life, which felt like being trapped in a cage for the past three years.

Her expression was cold as she forcefully withdrew her hand. Then she shut her eyes and ignored him.

There was no future for her and him anymore.

The next day, Lillian returned home. Liam deliberately put away his work to stay with her at home. He even followed her around.

He watched as Lillian was busy handling many things. She threw away keepsakes of their shared past and then packed her things into a large suitcase.

It looked like she was leaving him forever.

Liam grew anxious.

He pointed to the items Lillian had thrown into the trash, and his face turned pale. "These are all gifts we exchanged before. Why are you throwing them away?"

Before Lillian responded, he pointed at her suitcase and asked anxiously, "And this. Where are you going, Lillian?"

Lillian replied casually, "It's been a rough patch lately. I want to travel and relax."

Liam looked at her expression carefully, but Lillian met his gaze without flinching.

He couldn't see anything from her intentions, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It's good to have a trip. Let me join you. It's been ages since we traveled together."

Before Lillian could refuse, his phone rang abruptly.

Liam glanced at it, and his expression changed slightly. He instinctively tried to conceal his phone before stepping aside to answer the call.

Unfortunately, Lillian had already seen the name "Lindsay" on the screen.

Just then, a servant handed her a document. "Ms. Walsh, someone delivered the document for you just now."

Lillian opened it, only to see their divorce certificates were there.

Just at that moment, her phone vibrated with a ticket purchase notification, accompanied by a message from Ricky. "Lillian, congratulations on starting anew. Welcome home."

Lillian's eyes reddened slightly as she tucked the divorce certificates into her handbag.

Liam finished the call and turned around. He only saw the corner of the divorce certificates disappearing from view.

A sense of unease welled up in him as he walked up to her. He asked, "What is that?"

Lillian didn't reply. Instead, she changed the subject and asked, "Whose call was that?"

Liam's gaze flickered, and he sounded guilty. "Sorry, honey. Someone from the company says there is something I have to handle there. I can't go with you. So we'll have to postpone our trip together."

Lillian had anticipated that and replied flatly, "That's okay."

Liam couldn't have the trip with her, so he drove her to the airport.

On their way, he frequently checked his phone and responded to messages with it. And he always had a subtle smile on his lips.

He was likely already fantasizing about spending romantic days with Lindsay while Lillian was away.

Lillian's gaze turned cold. When he wasn't paying attention, she placed his copy of the divorce certificate in the glovebox of the passenger seat.

At the airport, Liam hugged her. He said gently, "Don't stay away too long, honey. I'll be waiting for you to come back."

Lillian felt the familiar embrace, and her eyes reddened slightly.

"Liam, I had a gift for you. It's in the glovebox. Don't forget to check it." With that, she took a long look at him and then left without hesitation.

Liam stood there and watched her figure disappear before returning to his car.

He was joyful and was about to open the glovebox, only to notice a piece of paper left in the passenger seat.

He raised his eyebrows and picked it up. His eyes widened in shock as he read the words "6 weeks pregnant." Then he became excited.

"Lillian is pregnant? I'm going to be a dad!"

His elation was abruptly interrupted by the sudden ringing of his phone.

As soon as he answered it, his assistant's tense voice came through. "Mr. Anderson, there's trouble. You need to come to the office immediately. Your private video with Lindsay has been leaked, and it's currently the top trending topic. Now the company account is being bombarded with reports and flooded with negative comments. Many business partners are demanding to terminate their contracts with us. We're doomed."