All Chapters of Divorced My Husband, Now He Is On His Knees: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

“So Vincent is not aware we actually slept in the bed and you cuddle me through the night?" Liam said and my heart skipped a beat. What did he just say? ”What?" I asked with a frown. “Why will I do that?" I said and chuckled. ”Oh, I have proof, Emily. I thought you were repulsed by my touch but it seems it was all a lie." Liam said, and seriously, I was scared to know the truth. I slept all through the night so I didn't know if Liam woke up or not. Liam brought out his phone and showed me the screen. My blood ran cold when I saw myself on the screen of his phone. The duvet I used to cover myself had already fallen off my waist, and my nightgown was barely covering my buttocks. I tried to take the phone away from Liam's hand, instead, he caught my wrist and pinned it against the elevator. A gasp left my lips in shock, and my eyes widened. ”What made you angry, Emily?" He asked as he stepped even closer to me, our thighs touching and I was confused the touch didn't repulse me. ”F

We both sat down on the same chair while the waitress told us to order. We ordered food and ate in silence. ”I will pay the bills," Thierry said and followed the waitress. When we were done we all left the restaurant and moved to the venue where the meeting will be held. Thierry drove the car inside and parked it at the front of the building. The moment we got down, different cameras were positioned in front of us and we took one or two pictures. While Liam maintained his hard expression I smiled at the camera. No reporter was allowed to ask the guest questions. We walked forward, maintaining our distance. Getting inside, my eyes wandered around the room, enjoying the pretty atmosphere the people created. “Mr Nolan, it is nice to see you here," Someone said and I couldn't help but look at the person. It was a young man in his early thirties. “Yes. My pleasure." Liam replied and walked towards another group of people. This place is indeed made for businessmen because each part

LIAM'S POV I almost injured myself inside the bathroom this morning. I thought I had gotten past this but it seems I was wrong all along. Am I insane? What made me follow my instinct in the first place. How could I let Emily sleepover, knowing fully well the girl is a wild vixen despite her not trying? I might have acted as if I didn't remember what happened last night but that was a lie. I kissed Emily after asking her a stupid question. Why is it so hard to hate her despite me knowing that he belonged to another man, instead, I only get closer to her. Literally, Emily was expecting me to kiss Georgia next but I only wish to see Emily's reaction. How would she react if I suddenly kissed a woman right in front of her? Georgia grinds her ass to the desk as she continues to smile as if she has won. “I almost fell for your charm, but the last time I checked, you are just a business owner over there,” I said, my words throwing her off balance. I pushed Georgia's head back with

EMILY'S POV Liam's scent enveloped me, his commanding tone almost making me bend my knees in cowardness but I don't wish to listen to his command any longer. I parted my small pink lips, ready to say something again, but I am sure I will regret it. Just as I was about to say the word, Liam beat me to it. ”I swear if you say one more thing, I will fuck you. Right here on the table like a beast. And you will find it hard to leave this room because I won't stop until you scream my name.” He said like a devil he was and my eyes widened when I assimilated his words. My stomach churned as if I was going to throw up. Liam and his vulgar words. I was tempted to try him, actually, but my instinct told me to forget about it. Liam nodded his head as he released my shoulder. I heaved a sigh of relief as I dusted my shoulder. Liam took the briefcase and left the room first. ”Emily, you will have to keep up this energy. He will regret it at last.” I said to myself as I walked out of the room to

Mrs Jones gave me the flower while I dipped the flower inside and blocked the hole with sand. I picked up the watering can and poured enough water on it. ”All done ma.” I said dusting my hands. ”Thank you for your help. It's usually rare to see young people interested in flowers.” She said and took me to where to wash my hands. ”You are right, ma’am”, I said as we both walked back to the Field of flowers. ”Do you want to sit with me?” Mrs Jones asked and I must confess that she didn't change much. That was also how we met. ”Of course ma.” I said and followed him to where there were two four chairs positioned not too far away from the fountain. We both sat on the seat next to the fountain enjoying the atmosphere. Mrs Jones was the one who started the conservation. ”I don't know if you wished to hear my story but I met my husband here.” Mrs Jones said and I wonder if she is always this open to strangers. ”I know.” I said and a surprise flashed in her eyes. ”You have told me befor