My husband asked me to take the blame for his mistress,he regretted it

My fiancé Liam Foster’s childhood sweetheart accidentally stabbed someone. He pushed me out to take the blame and promised to marry me when I got out.

After being released from prison, Liam kept his promise to marry me, but on the day he tried on my wedding dress, he ran me over with his car and broke both my legs.

He said, "I'm sorry, Clara. I was just too excited. I couldn't control myself when I thought about you becoming my bride. Don't worry, I will definitely find a doctor to treat your legs."

He postponed the wedding and sought out renowned doctors to treat me, but to no avail.

I remembered the person who made me a promise in prison, and turned to ask my fiancé for help, but I heard his intimate voice with my love interest at the study door.

After realizing it was all a scam, I promptly took out my phone and called my fiancé's mother.

"Auntie, I've repaid your kindness, can you let me go now?"

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"Clara, did Liam bully you? Tell me, and I'll go teach him a lesson, okay?"

Upon hearing Mrs. Foster's words, I silently slipped my phone through the gap in the opening, and the sounds of frantic, unrestrained breathing clearly came through the phone.

Mrs. Foster's persuasive voice abruptly stopped.

I stopped what I was doing and turned my wheelchair back to the bedroom.

“Auntie, you saved me from a car accident back then, and afterwards I donated a kidney to your son. Now he has a new love, so I won’t bother you anymore.”

My words were very firm, leaving no room for sentimentality.

Mrs. Foster hesitated for a moment, then said in a conciliatory tone, "Clara, why don't you wait another week? Your wedding with Liam is in a week. If he's still like this then, I'll let you go, okay?"

I acquiesced to Mrs. Foster's request.

This is my last compromise.

Before long, Liam came in, having changed his clothes. As he approached me, I forced myself to suppress my nausea and said, "I know a highly skilled healer. Could you help me find her?"

Liam looked at me tenderly, took my hand, and said, "There aren't that many powerful experts in the world. Don't worry, Clara, I will definitely find someone to heal you."

"What if it can't be cured?" I asked, staring intently into his eyes.

Liam smiled and said, "How could it not be cured? It was all my fault for being careless and forgetting that you were taking something from the trunk. Don't worry, I will marry you no matter what."

"Clara, don't think too much. All you need to do now is be my bride. Leave the rest to me."

I lowered my eyes and didn't say anything.

Thinking of what I had just witnessed in the study, my heart ached as if it were being cut by a knife.

If I hadn't seen Liam riding on top of another woman and venting his lust with my own eyes, I might have believed him.

Seeing that I was in low spirits, Liam assumed that I was sad because I couldn't stand up.

He suddenly grabbed my hand and slapped it against his own face, saying as he did so, "I'm sorry, Clara, it's all my fault. I should have checked more carefully. I promise I'll never do it again. Please forgive me."

I pursed my lips and remained silent.

Liam suddenly lost his temper, his voice turning icy: "Clara, there's a limit to your temper. Don't you want to marry me? You'll get what you want in a week."

After saying that, perhaps realizing that her attitude was not good, Liam gently patted my head again, "I have a business dinner tonight, I'm going out first, you stay home and wait for me."

Liam didn't come home for a day and a night, but my phone was full of his whereabouts.

It was sent by his beloved Vanessa.

I looked through Vanessa's WeChat Moments and found that five years ago, Vanessa was plagued by nightmares after accidentally stabbing someone. Liam spared no expense to find those reclusive masters.

All I wanted was for Vanessa to have a peaceful night's sleep.

I gripped my phone so tightly that my knuckles began to turn white.

The latest message is that Liam spent midnight today celebrating Vanessa's anniversary.

It read: "[I'm still the beloved little princess Lin! Someone said they're going to prepare a surprise for me tonight~ I can't wait~]"

The accompanying picture shows Liam making a cake by hand. The man is wearing a pink apron, and because his movements are not very skillful, cream is all over him and around him.

I suddenly remembered that once when I was sick and felt weak all over, I wanted to ask Liam to make me a bowl of congee.

He frowned and said, "How would I, a grown man, know about those things? Just bear with it for now, and if you can't stand it, just order takeout."

I reached out and traced the outline of the man in the photo, but there was no longer any place for me in his familiar eyes and brows.

I reached out and touched the jade pendant around my neck, a keepsake left to me by my deceased parents.

Whenever I feel restless, I always subconsciously touch it, as if my parents are still by my side.

I don't know when, but Vanessa pushed open my door and saw that I was holding something in my hand. She immediately rushed over to snatch it.

"What are you doing?!" I panicked.

Vanessa retorted without a second thought, "You slut! How dare you hoard Liam's things? A filthy, despicable wretch like you doesn't even deserve to touch Liam's stuff!"

In a violent struggle, I pushed him away suddenly.

Vanessa suddenly fell to the ground, and Liam happened to arrive at that moment.

"What are you doing?!"

Vanessa immediately sobbed, "Liam, I know my sister has never liked me, but I never expected she would push me over a jade pendant!"

"I just kindly thought that the jade pendant looked like the one you gave me before, so I wanted to ask her to take it off so I could see it. But she not only refused to give it to me, she also pushed me away..."

Liam stared at me with a grim expression. "Clara, apologize to Vanessa!"

I clutched the jade pendant tightly, "She was the one trying to steal it from me!"

"Whatever my sister says goes. After all, I am the lowly wretch she speaks of. I should recognize my place. I'm sorry, sister..."

Liam said angrily, "Clara, apologize to Vanessa right now, or I won't forgive you."

Seeing that I didn't respond, Liam focused his gaze on the spot I was tightly covering.

He stepped forward, pried my hands apart, and pulled hard, breaking the rope.

A bloody mark was left on my neck from being strangled.

"Give it back! That's mine!"

I reached out to grab it, but I fell to the ground because I couldn't stand up.

Liam frowned and said unhappily, "You pushed Vanessa just now, consider this an apology."

"Why..."

My words were abruptly interrupted. Vanessa picked up the jade pendant and looked at me arrogantly: "This jade pendant is indeed a fine piece. I'll gladly accept your offer and thank you for parting with it, sister."

Liam's expression softened, but he looked at me with some disgust: "You should learn from Vanessa. Look how sensible she is. Vanessa is so generous and doesn't hold grudges."

"Don't be unreasonable in the future. After all, you have no one to back you up. Reflect on your actions."