scarlette~~~~
Agreeing to marry Liam after Ethan my own husband—divorced me? Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe it was just a move I made because I wanted to burn the whole damn Newton name to the ground.
Liam’s nothing like Ethan. Ethan was calm, cold, and always put-together, like some rich man carved from ice. But Liam? He’s heat. All rugged edges, tattoos, and raw energy. I never really paid much attention to him before. I was the faithful wife. Loyal. The perfect Newton bride.
Until I wasn’t.
“Scarl... what are you doing here?” Liam’s voice cut through the crowd. He pushed past two drunk couples and dropped into the seat across from me, eyes scanning my face.
I leaned back, swirling the drink in my hand. “Since you’re asking… I’m here to have a good time. To stay as far away from your
