Liam Spencer looked at the girl’s calm deanor, watched her honesty, and finally understood what it ant to have a heartache.
Maya Spencer looked at the man’s angry eyes, rooted to the spot, afraid to take another step forward.
She still rembered him saying that among the won he’s slept with, none should try to take advantage.
She knew that her secret crush on Lillian Morris was the biggest provocation to him, capable of shattering all his pride.
Even though Maya Spencer knew for a long ti that her affection for soone else would hurt Liam Spencer, she kept her feelings hidden, fearing that her crush might cause trouble for Lillian Morris and beco a stumbling block for him.
So she watched Liam Spencer, who was silently staring at her with rage, and calmly explained: "Just pretend you don’t know anything about this matter! Besides you, no third person knows, and I won’t do anything inappropriate."
Liam Spencer found it hard to believe Maya Spencer’s explanation. If she was indifferent to Lillian Morris, why did she turn to him three years ago? If they were innocent, then why was Lillian Morris giving her advice recently?
Liam Spencer, a conspiracy theorist, refused to believe that Maya Spencer’s feelings for Lillian Morris were just a simple crush.
But what frustrated him was that she simply didn’t like him. Despite three years passing and all his efforts to be kind to her, she still didn’t like him.
At the desk, Liam Spencer took a deep breath, stared intently into Maya Spencer’s eyes, and said, "Give a reason, the reason why you like Lillian Morris."
Even though he knew Lillian Morris was gentler and understood her better, he still wanted to hear Maya Spencer say the reason herself.
Listening to the man’s question, Maya Spencer stared at him, and cautiously said, "You don’t need a reason to like soone."
Liam Spencer asked, "Since when did you start liking him?"
She said, "When I fell into the sea, I thought I was going to die, but then I saw Lillian Morris and felt an inexplicable sense of security and trust, although I’ve never thought about being with him. I know I’m not worthy of him."
Maya Spencer’s frankness felt like a knife twisting in soone’s heart; it was the first ti seeing Maya Spencer so humble, humbled by falling in love with a man.
Liam Spencer couldn’t accept Maya Spencer’s feelings for Lillian Morris, nor could he accept the security and trust she spoke of.
So, he looked at Maya Spencer with a cold smile, a smile that hurt his own heart.
Maya Spencer watched the man’s smile with an inscrutable feeling that she couldn’t comprehend.
Imdiately after, she saw Liam Spencer quickly step out from the desk and leave without looking back.
In the study, Maya Spencer watched the man’s departing figure; she knew this ti he was truly angry, perhaps she had also finally found relief.
Listening to his angry footsteps, her mind went blank without a sense of joy.
In the living room, Sister Taylor watched Liam Spencer angrily head towards the door and quickly chased after him, grabbing his arm, saying, "Young Master Liam, finish your al before you leave! You’ve been busy all night."
Liam Spencer listened to Sister Taylor’s courtesy and replied coldly, "No need."
Then he shook off Sister Taylor’s hand and walked towards the garage on his own, driving away.
In the car, he recalled Maya Spencer’s confession, unsure how to accept this Maya Spencer, the one with feelings for another man, and she had secretly loved him for three years.
His left hand on the steering wheel, his bandaged right hand listlessly touching his lips, and each ti Maya Spencer’s voice echoed in his mind, his heart ached.
He hadn’t told Maya Spencer that when she fell into the sea, Lillian Morris wasn’t the first to jump in, nor the one who held her first; it was him who had held her from behind and brought her above water. Lillian Morris only helped him later.
Strictly speaking, that night he was the first to discover Maya Spencer, and it was before Lillian Morris that he had held her and rescued her.
Yet simply because he was behind her, Maya Spencer gave those feelings of security and trust to Lillian Morris.
Thinking of this, Liam Spencer laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking, it truly is poetic justice, but for such a proud man, how could he bring himself to speak these truths?
Thus, he let out a long sigh, floored the accelerator, and headed straight to the bar for solitary drinking at the counter.
Half an hour later, Christopher Scott and Xavier Graham arrived. Xavier Graham looked at the empty bottles in front of Liam Spencer and angrily scolded: "Liam Spencer, are you mad? With such deep wounds on your palms, are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Beside him, Christopher Scott looked at the dejected Liam Spencer and perplexedly asked, "You were cheerful at the hospital tonight, how did you suddenly beco so wilted? Did Little Heart cry for you today, and it made your heart ache?"
Christopher Scott’s ntion of soone made Liam Spencer even more depressed,
Thus, swaying from the chair, he pointed at Christopher Scott and said, "Don’t ntion that woman to ."
Indeed, he had been pretty happy this evening, even jubilant, but before he could savor Maya Spencer’s gentleness, he was struck by a bolt from the blue, truly experiencing joy turning into sorrow!
Christopher Scott watched Liam Spencer’s drunken deanor, imdiately surrendered, and said, "Alright, alright! I won’t ntion it anymore!"
Listening to Christopher Scott’s words, Liam Spencer rolled his eyes at him, and continued downing his drink.
Seeing this, Xavier Graham took a deep breath and delivered a slap to the back of his neck, causing Liam Spencer to lose consciousness and collapse on the bar counter.
At this mont, Xavier Graham carried him out of the bar, thinking since Liam Spencer was drunk out of his mind, he wouldn’t rember anything tomorrow, so he didn’t bother persuading him, preferring direct action.
On the way back, Xavier Graham drove while Christopher Scott sat in the passenger seat, and Liam Spencer was thrown into the back seat.
Christopher Scott looked at the deeply unhappy Liam Spencer, sighed helplessly, took out his phone, and dialed Maya Spencer’s number.
When the call connected, he asked, "Little Heart, what’s going on between you and Third Brother? He’s drinking himself drunk at the bar despite his injuries."
On the other end, Maya Spencer listened to Christopher Scott’s report, took a deep breath, and calmly said, "It’s nothing, just a few words exchanged."
"You really are sothing, angering Third Brother to drink alone with just a few words." Christopher Scott increasingly admired Maya Spencer.
"I didn’t an to, until he’s better, please keep an eye on him." Maya Spencer said politely.
"I’m not watching, you watch him yourself." Each ti the two had a disagreent, Christopher Scott would desperately try to reconcile them.
"He won’t want to see again, I’ll hang up now."
"Little Heart, you couldn’t have cuckolded Third Brother, could you?" Christopher Scott pursued, but on the other end only the sound of ’beep beep beep’ ca as Maya Spencer had already hung up.
"Damn, what kind of situation is this, Third Brother actually got knocked out." Christopher Scott looked at the phone and cursed angrily.
Xavier Graham, observing Christopher Scott’s indignation, rolled his eyes and said indifferently, "Manage your own affairs."
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