The Borders of Love

When my husband returned home to visit his parents, I noticed that he forgot to bring back the specialties he had bought.

I ran after him, only to find him getting out of a car in a suit.

His childhood friend stepped forward to welcome him.

They held hands and smiled as they looked into each other’s eyes. They looked like a happy, newlywed couple.

Only when my husband saw me standing not too far away did he hurriedly distance himself from his childhood friend.

“Her mother’s critically ill, and her mother’s only wish is to see her get married. I’m just helping her.”

I simply smiled. I pushed him right back to his childhood friend’s side and started cheering with everyone else.

“When’s the baby coming?! I’ll be sure to wrap a nice gift!”

Once I joined in, more people stopped by to watch the drama unfold.

Heather Marsh, my husband’s childhood friend, invited him and all of the guests who were cheering for her into the church before she came to me.

“Don’t be mad, Naomi. Liam and I are just putting on a show.

“If you can’t accept it, I can tell everyone about it.”

I nodded and motioned for her to do it, but Heather was stunned.

Liam Xavier, my husband, pulled her behind him and glared at me in displeasure. “I’m just helping her. Don’t you have any sympathy? Is being jealous the only thing you can do?”

I simply smiled. “Well, then. I suppose I’ll give you my blessings. I hope you two have a baby together soon.”

Liam’s expression soured, and he dragged me to a corner. “What’s the meaning of this, Naomi?”

I said nothing.

It was my birthday yesterday, and I had made arrangements for us to celebrate it alone.

However, he told me in a panic that something had happened to his mother and he needed to go back.

I wanted to apply for leave and go with him. But he rejected my offer and said he did not want it to interfere with my work.

Well, what happened? His “mother” turned out to be Heather’s mother.

While I was worried for him, he held a wedding with his childhood friend.

As I looked at Heather’s fitted wedding dress, I realized that they might have been planning this wedding for a long time.

I was filled with jealousy and bitterness.

However, Liam thought that I was throwing a tantrum. “I told you. I’m just helping Heather, so don’t be so petty.”

I shook my head. “You’re reading too much into this. Once your wedding ends, let’s go to the courthouse. We’ll get our divorce certificate, so you can get your marriage certificate with Heather. You can save time and energy that way.”

Liam was stunned when he heard me ask for a divorce.

Right then, Heather stepped out with a middle-aged woman.

“Liam, my mother came out to see you since you didn’t come in.”

Mia, Heather’s mother, had her back hunched as she fisted her palm over her mouth. She coughed a few times before looking at Liam in a kind, loving manner.

“Liam’s a good boy. Heather, you have to do right by him in the future. By the way, is this your friend?”

When Mia regarded me in confusion, Liam hurriedly explained, “She’s just a stranger who came to ask for directions. The wind’s pretty strong out here, Mia. Go inside. You don’t want to catch a cold.”

As I listened to the friendly way he spoke with Mia, I found it hilarious and headed out.

Liam tried to chase after me, but Heather spoke again. “It’s almost time for the wedding. Let’s go in. Our friends are waiting.”

Then, the church bells tolled.

In the end, Liam never ran after me.

So, no matter what, he would never choose me.

After I left the church, I headed straight to my mother’s house.

Liam did not like living with my mother, so she returned to her hometown after I got married.

I had bought her a small villa in the best residential area in town. She was old, and it was time for her to enjoy life.

Liam gave me the cold shoulder for three months because of this.

He only stopped making a fuss once my mother transferred the villa’s ownership to both of us.