After my death my husband who threw me into the hunting grounds went insane novel

Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Ethan was my teachers last and most cherished student He was the youngest of us all and undeniably the favorite a little shadow I could never shake , During the years I traveled the country for inspiration , Ethan was always by my side , He knew every detail of my story with Liam how we met , how we fell in love , It started one year when I set up a small art stall on the street .

I painted only for those 1 felt a connection with , and I let them pay whatever they wanted .

One day , after finishing a portrait for an elderly couple celebrating their golden anniversary , I caught Liam watching quietly from the side .

His eyes held a spark of admiration as he stepped forward , Can you paint one for me ? he asked .

I looked him over his refined demeanor , the way he carried himself .

This was a man accustomed to luxury , Without hesitation , I turned him down .

Someone like you shouldnt have trouble finding an artist to paint you .

Liams lips curved into an amused smile , but he said nothing more and left .

The next day , he returned with the same request .

I knew , even then , that we came from completely different worlds , so I refused him again and again .

Ethan couldnt stand to watch .

Emily , if you dont want to say no , Ill tell him for you .

I shook my head .

Someone bought every piece I had for sale last night .

Whoever they are , they clearly have influence .

Its better to let him give up on his own .

Despite my cold shoulder , Liam kept coming back for three whole months .

Even when I packed up and moved to a different city , he found me and started all over again .

Liam wasnt as distant or indifferent as he appeared at first glance .

He was gentle and attentive , always stepping in at just the right moment to help or offer comfort .

On sunny days , hed bring me a bouquet of flowers .

On stormy ones , hed hold an umbrella over me .

He showed up , rain or shine , never once missing a day .

Eventually , I began to waver .

Slowly but surely , I grew used to his presence .

Not long after I realized my feelings for him , the earthquake struck .

I was buried under the rubble of a collapsed house , trapped so deep that I thought Id never see the light of day again .

But when the debris was finally cleared , and sunlight poured in , the first thing I saw was Liams bloodshot eyes .

Later , the butler told me Liam hadnt slept for three days and nights while searching for me .

4.6 % Chapter 8 He broke every shovel he could find , and when there was nothing left , he used his bare hands to dig .

Those hands hands that had never known hard labor were shredded by jagged glass , torn open so deeply that bone showed through .

Ignoring the pain , Liam carried me to the hospital himself .

I still remember the guilt and anguish in his voice .

Emily , when the earthquake hit , I was terrified .

I thought Id lost you forever .

When I looked into his eyes , filled with relief and love , I was sure of one thing Liam was the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with .

In life , I could never understand how someone who once loved me so deeply could turn so cold so easily .

Even now , in death , I dont want to dwell on the answer .

All I can do is hope that Liams rage wont hurt anyone else who doesnt deserve it .

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