My Mother Killed Me For Her Stepdaughter novel Chapter 23

I never imagined that one day, even as a spirit, I would end up homeless.

Liam worked quickly, removing every trace of me without a second thought.

Whether it was the few photos of Ethan and me or the unimpressive gifts I had given him over the years, they were all discarded.

After spending ten years in this house, my belongings, when gathered together, barely filled three trash bags.

This was my ten-year marriage—thrown out like trash.

When Liam picked up the ring on the nightstand, he hesitated for a moment.

It was the ring I had left behind for Ethan on my way to the divorce lawyer.

Liam made a phone call, and I faintly heard Ethan's voice on the other end.

After the call ended, Liam took the ring with him and left.

For some reason, when the ring left the house, my soul followed.

I found myself trailing him all the way to Ethan's company.

At this point, I figured there was no need for restraint.

As a ghost, I floated freely into his office.

With my legs crossed, I watched Ethan work from the corner of his CEO's office.

It had been a long time since I had seen Ethan like this, deeply immersed in his work.

In recent years, he had avoided me like the plague.

He might as well have put a sign at the company entrance reading, "Claire and dogs are not allowed."

Of course, even if he had done that, I would have ripped it down and stormed into his office to throw the pieces at his head.

After all, we had spent seven years torturing each other like this.

I knew Ethan no longer loved me.

He was utterly fed up with me.

But in that moment, I foolishly hoped he might feel a twinge of sadness upon hearing the news.

Even just a little—after all, we had spent ten years together.

If you care for a pet for ten years, you'd feel something, wouldn't you?

But when the confirmation came from the other end of the call, Ethan let out a cold laugh.

"Tell Claire to stop playing these childish games," he said.

"Take back her pathetic tricks. I can wait, but her father might not be able to."

Hearing him mention my father again made me pause, a sharp pain shooting through my chest.