Chapter 2

[December 8, 2017, Friday, Light Rain

Married Chloe Sterling for two years now, and she's still so boring, always just circling around me. It’s really annoying.

Besides, I’m the city’s most notorious playboy, so what if I go out with some girls? What’s the big deal?

She's just like my dad, always trying to control me, so old-fashioned.

I, Liam Thorne, swear, I will never love Chloe Sterling even a little bit in this life. If I ever do, may I rot in hell.]

A mouthful of soda nearly choked me. I tossed the remaining half bottle.

Anyway, I didn't even like the stuff.

It was Liam’s favorite, though.

Liam loved thrills, adventure, and everything challenging.

That's how he fell for Willow, too.

Willow was brought back home from the countryside when she was eighteen. She was different from me.

She was fiery, daring, and willing to try anything new and exciting.

Liam loved her bravery and detested my timidness.

Later, the brave Willow also found Liam timid and boring, so she dumped him.

She called me that day.

"Chloe Sterling, I never loved Liam.

I just purely envied you for living my heiress life for eighteen years. So, I took Liam from you purely for the thrill of it.

Now, I'm giving him back. We're even from now on."

She was as impulsive as ever. Before I could say a word, she hung up.

But how could Liam, who had once loved Willow, settle for ordinary?

So he started his own challenges.

Challenges like collecting twelve zodiac girlfriends, and twenty-four seasonal girlfriends.

I remember December 8, 2017, was the hundredth time I caught him out cheating.

His left arm was around a young model, and his right hand was getting cozy with a B-list actress.

When I arrived, I smashed his table, drenching him in whiskey.

"Chloe Sterling, you've gone too far!"

He surged to his feet in a rage, clutching the liquor bottle tightly, but he didn't throw it.

I gave him a cold stare, grabbed the bottle from his hand, smashed it on the floor, and yelled.

"Come home with me!"

For the first time, he actually listened to me.

It was drizzling outside the bar, and I just dragged him, stubbornly walking him all the way home.

"Liam Thorne, how long are you going to keep playing these games?"

"None of your business!"

"We're married."

"Pfft, you think I wanted that?"

I stared at him. He stripped off his clothes right in front of me, not caring one bit, and walked into the bathroom.

Two years married.

He had never touched me, yet he had no qualms about letting me see his body.

I knew he was trying to disgust me, to insult me.

From that day on, I started trying to change.

Liam loved soda, so I filled the fridge with it.

He loved to see my pained expression when I drank soda, so he forced me to drink can after can.

My throat burned like fire, and I looked at Liam through teary eyes.

Over time, I actually started to like soda.

Liam, then, found it boring.

Later, on our fourth wedding anniversary, he unexpectedly gave me a motorcycle.

"Here, Chloe Sterling. Since you love me so much, come ride with me!"

"You're not scared, are you?"

My heart churned as I touched the motorcycle, but I kept a brave face.

"What's there to be scared of? I've already gone skydiving with you, this is nothing!"

Liam’s lips curved into a smile, and he took me to the most dangerous cliffside road in the city.

I followed him on my bike, the wind making my legs tremble.

Liam was definitely doing this on purpose. He knew I had a fear of heights.

"Chloe Sterling, if you can follow me around this track today, I'll promise to be a proper husband. Do you dare?"