My Scumbag Ex Regrets after Seeing My Hot New Husband

"Choose, Amelia. He or I? If you choose your brother, then be ready for divorce. But if you choose me, you must end your relationship with your brother."

She closed her eyes, too confused by the sudden chaos. Never did it cross her mind she would come to this place just to see Harry being abused, accused, and invalidated.

When Amelia arrived at this place, she was mixed up. She left petrified to see Rose, Luna, her brother, Kelly, and even Liam.

It was loud and clear that Liam had been sweet to her lately, but it was not until that call that he received and came there. She never thought of seeing his true color. He was never the same man she knew before….

Flashback….

Amelia smiled and looked down at the pregnancy file in her hands. She wanted to tell her husband but didn't know what to do. She'd known about it for a week but couldn't muster the courage to tell him.

"Baby…" Her husband's voice startled her, and she quickly hid the file under the pillows. She stood up, smiling at him as he walked in and hugged her.

He moaned slightly, cradling his head in her crook and smiling contentedly. "Babe, what happened? You look tired." He hummed as he tightened his grip on her and kissed her all over her nape.

But she eventually pushed him away, making him pout. She chuckled and pointed to the restroom. Sulking, he walked to the toilet. She sighed, grabbing the file and hiding it in the cupboard again. Whatever happens, she has to tell him.

"Liam, listen, I have something important to tell you," she said.

"Oh, what is it, baby?" Liam raised an eyebrow.

"I'm pre..." She was interrupted as Liam's phone started to ring, forcing him to answer it.

"Okay, fine, I am coming." Liam was ready to leave. Amelia looked at him with confusion.

"I have to go. Rose and Luna asked for me, and they said it was urgent. I even heard Rose crying. I need to go there." Amelia nodded her head, and Liam ran outside after kissing her forehead.

She frowned, slapping her forehead, remembering that she had to meet her brother today. She was about to get her bag, but then she got a message from her brother's fiancée asking her to come to the place. She messaged her.

Amelia wanted to know why, but she went to the place after reading that it was urgent. She knew Kelly would never message her something like this. The matter seems serious.

…. End of Flashback.

The two had the same destination but left home separately. They ended up meeting at the same place, siding on different sides.

Amelia was with her brother, while Liam was on Rose's side. Amelia loved Liam, but she also cared for Harry the most. It would be hard for her to choose, but at this time, she was sure she needed to sacrifice her love for Liam.

Liam's eyes this time were practically begging his only love to come to him, to choose him, but no. Her brother was always more than anything to her.

"I will never leave my brother when he needs me the most. What kind of a sister would I be if I couldn't stand with him in this condition?"

Liam chuckled sadly as he nodded his head.

"Okay. My lawyer will contact you tomorrow about the divorce and the charges against your brother."

"No, Liam, wait—” Harry tried stopping Liam, but Amelia grabbed his wrist, shaking her head.

"Fine. If your sister's accusations matter more than our three-year marriage, it's fine. Go ahead. Divorce me. I will sign the papers. But…"

She walked closer to Liam, looking at him with teary eyes. Liam stared back, almost begging her not to do this.

"Once I signed those papers. We will never be one again. Never."

Liam nodded before pulling Rose, followed by Luna, who avoided eye contact with Amelia and Harry.

Harry hugged his sister, who smiled, rubbing his back. He was blaming himself. But Amelia knew it wasn't him. It was Liam's ego, his too much trust in his stepsister, and his lack of respect for her and her brother.

Even though everything crumbled down that time, the man who crushed it never thought that one day he would cry, trying to grab those shattered pieces only to have nothing in return— nothing.