Cruise Out of Control, My Husband's Lover Cried in Fear

"So, did she admit her mistake?"

Liam chuckled, then suddenly looked up in surprise, asking, "Where's Rachel? How dare she throw a tantrum and not come back? She should stay in the water for another six hours."

Hearing this, I felt a deep sense of sadness. It was clear Liam didn't care whether I lived or died. Even if he knew I was dead, he probably wouldn't feel a shred of guilt...

I regretted everything.

Love at first sight? It was all just lust!

Love me until the end? Nonsense!

When I accepted Liam's relentless pursuit, which led to our eventual marriage, I found out he had just been rejected by Fiona for the 99th time.

But by then, I had already fallen in love with Liam and believed that the past was the past—no need to dwell on it.

The only point of conflict between us was that Liam wanted me to quit my job, stay home, and have a baby, while I still wanted to work and fulfill my dream of traveling the world's oceans before I retired.

So, we argued multiple times, but in the end, I chose to compromise.

Just when things were at a critical moment, Fiona returned to the country, invited Liam to dinner, and openly criticized me for not appreciating the "great man" that Liam was.

As a result, Liam's heart began to waver again, and he grew closer and closer to Fiona, even enjoying seeing me jealous and upset.

I actually suggested divorce at one point.

But Liam wouldn't agree, so he just kept torturing me emotionally like this.

"Mr. Johnson, your wife is right here."

The secretary wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and glanced at the blanket.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Liam froze in confusion.

"Could it be that Rachel's asleep? She's so carefree, huh?"

Fiona sarcastically joked in a snide tone.

Liam's face darkened immediately. He stormed over to the blanket, shouting angrily, "Rachel, stop pretending to be dead and get up!"

"It's not like that, Mr. Johnson, please listen to me..."

The secretary tried to intervene, but Liam shoved him aside.

"Get out of here! I'll handle my wife. I don't need an outsider meddling!"

Liam yanked the blanket off with a rough pull.

The next second, my broken body was exposed to everyone.