Chapter 67 Part 4 I Can’t Even Get Up…

Actually, what Ileana implemented, with her last words, was to get divorce. But she braced herself from even bringing the initial letter and said otherwise. Swallowing the rest of her sentence, she pulled herself to utter something. At least, she wasn’t a heartless person unlike Liam. She stood like a Barbie doll in daze. Ransacking her brain, what lies she should come up with, to cover up the heap of truth.

Liam prompted, “What do you want to do?”

“Go to bed,” Ileana said awkwardly in a hurry.

It was an unnatural tone, with stoic expressions. Before Liam could pry further, Ileana had already ran back to her secret room. Shutting the door tightly, she heaved a sigh of relief. After taking out her pajamas, she didn’t dare to enjoy Liam’s jacuzzi, instead thought of using Sharon’s bathroom.

Holding her clothes in her hand, she knocked on Sharon’s door.

“Come in,” Sharon shouted.

Sharon looked up to see who it was? Her expression changed when she saw Ileana and asked curiously.