After My Death, My Husband Who Threw Me Into the Hunting Grounds Went Insane novel Chapter 7

One by one, Chloe's vibrant paintings were unveiled to the world, and the reaction was explosive.

Critics and experts across the art industry couldn't stop praising her, hailing her as a "genius artist."

Liam's public displays of affection and extravagant gestures for Chloe sparked a wildfire of online discussions.

"Wow, who knew someone could be this gorgeous and talented?"

"Is it just me, or is the love story between the billionaire CEO and the genius artist absolutely perfect?"

"God, please send me a rich, loyal, and handsome guy like him!"

I stared at the paintings in disbelief.

The brushstrokes, the colors—they were all mine.

These were my works, pieces I had never shared with the world.

To a creator, their art is like their child, born from blood, sweat, and soul.

And now, my creations had become trophies for the person who had destroyed me.

Rage bubbled up inside me, sharp and bitter, but no one could hear me. No one ever would.

At Chloe's birthday party, she was surrounded by an elite crowd. Politicians, celebrities, CEOs—they all fawned over her, showering her with praise.

But Liam, uncharacteristically, stepped out of the grand ballroom for some air.

In the quiet hallway, he suddenly slammed his fist against the glass window.

"Emily," he growled under his breath, "you're really something, staying hidden even now."

The obsessive glint in his eyes gave me pause.

Liam glanced at the man, recognition flickering across his face before realization set in.

"You're Ethan, Emily's little protégé, aren't you?" Liam's lips curled into a cruel smirk. "Tell me, is the bastard she was carrying yours?"

Ethan looked completely baffled by the accusation.

Rolling up his sleeves, he stormed forward and grabbed Liam by the collar.

"Where is Emily? What did you do to her? Why hasn't the professor heard from her?"

Liam's expression turned icy.

"Guards. Tie him up."

My heart twisted painfully as I watched it all unfold.