My Scumbag Ex Regrets after Seeing My Hot New Husband

"Your brother tried to force himself on my sister, Amelia! Your brother is a fucking rapist!" Liam's voice cut through the tense silence like a knife.

It was the first thing that Amelia heard as she rushed into the place, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and confusion.

There, she found her husband, Liam Stone, standing rigid with fury, his face contorted with rage. His mother, Luna, was by his side, her expression equally hostile and resolute. Across the room, Liam's sister, Rose, was sobbing uncontrollably, her body trembling with fear and exhaustion.

"What the hell are you saying, Liam? That's ridiculous. Harry would never do such a thing!" Her mind reeled. The accusation was so shocking, so unbelievable. She shook her head, trying to process what she was hearing.

Yet the more she absorbed the situation, the more she realized how real everything was. They were looking at her and Harry as if they sinned against the world, and they would never hear them out after choosing which side to believe.

"This is not a joke, Amy. Your brother is a monster! He—He fucking violated my sister! Can't you hear me? Can't you process how huge his crime is?" Her husband shouted in rage, his veins almost showing in his neck while stepping closer to point at Harry, who was behind Amelia, weakened and devastated.

Among everyone there, Liam most believed Rose, even though she was not his real sister. All he believed was that Rose was innocent and almost forced into something she didn't want.

However, even with their madness and the flames of their desire to hurt Amelia's brother, Amelia could not bring herself to believe everything easily. If there were someone in the world who knew Harry better than anyone, it would be her!

"IIt can't be... There must be something wrong, Liam."

Liam's eyes blazed with anger, his fists clenched at his sides. "You think I'm lying? Rose, tell her what happened."

Although her brother wanted her to open her mouth to speak, Rose's sobs grew louder, but she didn't speak. Her silence only added to the weight of the accusation. That was when Luna, Liam and Rose's mother, stepped forward, her voice filled with cold fury. "Harry is a monster, Amelia! He hurt my daughter; he violated my Rose."

At that moment, Amelia felt her knees weaken. She turned to her brother, Harry, who was standing in the corner, tears streaming down his face. His eyes met hers, filled with desperation and fear.

Amelia caressed his cheek and wiped the nonstop tears on his skin.

"Harry, is this true?" She softly asked. "Tell me everything. I am with you, so don't be afraid."

Hearing her voice made Harry shake his head vehemently, his voice cracking with desperation. "I swear— I swear to God! I didn't do anything to Rose. I swear on our mother's graves."

That was it.

In a swift movement of his body, Liam strode forward and punched Harry hard in the face, causing everyone to gasp and Amelia to widen her eyes in surprise.

Her brother groaned and held his cheek, almost stumbling on the ground.

"Liam!" Amelia roared. "Do you think hurting my brother will solve anything? You and your damn temper! We are not even sure what the truth is yet!"

It was evident that Liam wanted his wife to side with them, but Amelia stood her ground.

"Look, I am not saying she's lying, but I also know my brother, Liam. If anyone here knows him, it's me. What if this is all a mistake? What if he's innocent?" Amelia's own anger began to rise. Her protective instincts kicked in, the same instincts that had made her almost like a second parent to Harry after their mother died.

She turned her head to Harry, who was crying like there was no tomorrow. Her brother and Rose were also on the verge of breaking down.

"Damn it! I said, look at the evidence, Amelia. Rose's testimony, the broken vase. How can you ignore that?" Liam's face twisted with disbelief and frustration.

There were only two evidence as of now, first, Rose's testimony and her account of what had happened between them, and next was the broken vase in the room where it allegedly happened. Now that Amelia was looking at it, seeing broken things meant that there was something forceful that occurred. Yet, that, too, was just circumstantial evidence.

For her, they should not conclude things based on those alone.

Amelia took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "It's not enough," she insisted, her voice shaking but resolute. "We need more proof. What if everything is a setup?"

"Are you calling my daughter a liar?" Luna's face turned crimson with anger.

"No," Amelia said firmly, trying to keep her composure. "But we need a proper investigation. We need to settle everything in the court."

That was the only way she could think of where balance between two sides could happen. If they based everything on feelings and emotions, Harry would only carry everything. Amelia still believed that her brother was innocent, so she would make sure that Harry would clean his name.

However, it seemed like the Stone family thought otherwise. Luna shook her head, glaring at her. "Court? That will only hurt Rose more. It will continuously make her remember the awful memories! It will stain her reputation, and will make her look like a disgrace! We should marry them off instead."

Shaking his head, Harry immediately said, "No, I wouldn't marry Rose! Why don't you people believe me? I didn't even touch her. I swear to God, she's lying. Please, I love Kelly. I love her so much, only her."

Liam's patience snapped. He stepped forward and punched Harry again, who fell to the ground. Amelia rushed forward, shoving Liam away, fury and desperation in her eyes. "Stop it, Liam! I told you to stop hurting him!"

"You want to protect a rapist?" Liam looked at her with cold contempt, his voice dripping with disdain.

Their eyes locked, both anger and motivation fighting.

"Harry is innocent until proven guilty." Amelia stood her ground, her voice shaking but determined.

"Fine. We'll see each other in court. I'll make sure Harry rots in jail. I'll get justice for Rose. You think your brother is innocent, huh? Prepare to lose because I'm warning you, I will drag this to the ends of Earth until Rose gets the peace she deserves." Liam's face hardened, his eyes glinting with cold resolve.

He turned to Amelia, his voice low and dangerous. "Choose, Amelia. Him or me? If you choose your brother, then be ready for our divorce. But if you choose me, you must end your relationship with your brother."

"Choose, Amelia. He or I? If you choose your brother, then be ready for divorce. But if you choose me, you must end your relationship with your brother."

She closed her eyes, too confused by the sudden chaos. Never did it cross her mind she would come to this place just to see Harry being abused, accused, and invalidated.

When Amelia arrived at this place, she was mixed up. She left petrified to see Rose, Luna, her brother, Kelly, and even Liam.

It was loud and clear that Liam had been sweet to her lately, but it was not until that call that he received and came there. She never thought of seeing his true color. He was never the same man she knew before….

Flashback….

Amelia smiled and looked down at the pregnancy file in her hands. She wanted to tell her husband but didn't know what to do. She'd known about it for a week but couldn't muster the courage to tell him.

"Baby…" Her husband's voice startled her, and she quickly hid the file under the pillows. She stood up, smiling at him as he walked in and hugged her.

He moaned slightly, cradling his head in her crook and smiling contentedly. "Babe, what happened? You look tired." He hummed as he tightened his grip on her and kissed her all over her nape.

But she eventually pushed him away, making him pout. She chuckled and pointed to the restroom. Sulking, he walked to the toilet. She sighed, grabbing the file and hiding it in the cupboard again. Whatever happens, she has to tell him.

"Liam, listen, I have something important to tell you," she said.

"Oh, what is it, baby?" Liam raised an eyebrow.

"I'm pre..." She was interrupted as Liam's phone started to ring, forcing him to answer it.

"Okay, fine, I am coming." Liam was ready to leave. Amelia looked at him with confusion.

"I have to go. Rose and Luna asked for me, and they said it was urgent. I even heard Rose crying. I need to go there." Amelia nodded her head, and Liam ran outside after kissing her forehead.

She frowned, slapping her forehead, remembering that she had to meet her brother today. She was about to get her bag, but then she got a message from her brother's fiancée asking her to come to the place. She messaged her.

Amelia wanted to know why, but she went to the place after reading that it was urgent. She knew Kelly would never message her something like this. The matter seems serious.

…. End of Flashback.

The two had the same destination but left home separately. They ended up meeting at the same place, siding on different sides.

Amelia was with her brother, while Liam was on Rose's side. Amelia loved Liam, but she also cared for Harry the most. It would be hard for her to choose, but at this time, she was sure she needed to sacrifice her love for Liam.

Liam's eyes this time were practically begging his only love to come to him, to choose him, but no. Her brother was always more than anything to her.

"I will never leave my brother when he needs me the most. What kind of a sister would I be if I couldn't stand with him in this condition?"

Liam chuckled sadly as he nodded his head.

"Okay. My lawyer will contact you tomorrow about the divorce and the charges against your brother."

"No, Liam, wait—” Harry tried stopping Liam, but Amelia grabbed his wrist, shaking her head.

"Fine. If your sister's accusations matter more than our threeyear marriage, it's fine. Go ahead. Divorce me. I will sign the papers. But…"

She walked closer to Liam, looking at him with teary eyes. Liam stared back, almost begging her not to do this.

"Once I signed those papers. We will never be one again. Never."

Liam nodded before pulling Rose, followed by Luna, who avoided eye contact with Amelia and Harry.

Harry hugged his sister, who smiled, rubbing his back. He was blaming himself. But Amelia knew it wasn't him. It was Liam's ego, his too much trust in his stepsister, and his lack of respect for her and her brother.

Even though everything crumbled down that time, the man who crushed it never thought that one day he would cry, trying to grab those shattered pieces only to have nothing in return— nothing.

Amelia's POV

I cried even harder, clutching my chest. How could he? How can he end our yearslong relationship in just a few minutes? What went wrong? What did I do to deserve this punishment?

I need to talk to him. This is not the right thing to do. We've been in love for a long time. He can't do this to me... to us just because his stepsister has accused him and my brother has been accused.

After some deliberation, I decided to approach him. I dialed his number while holding it close to my ear. Someone picked up the phone on the first ring, and silence descended.

I closed my eyes, letting more tears fall. I can hear his harsh breathing.

"Liam," I whispered, making him sigh out.

"Amy." I heard his raspy voice. He sounded like he was crying and was drunk.

"Don't do this, Liam. We can handle this matter first. We don't have to get divorced yet. Please," I said, almost begging him.

"I don't want to do this either, Amy. Just come to me. I llove you so much. PPlease stop standing up for him. Just come to me and leave him. PPlease." I closed my eyes, hearing his cracked tone.

"I can't, Liam. He's my brother. Why can't you understand this?" I heard him scoff.

"And she's my sister, Amy. I promised my father to protect her. I can't do this to her. Your presence will always remind her of your brother's barbaric act. Just come to us and tell her that you support her. You can save us, Amy."

I wiped my tears, feeling helpless. "Fine, then. You fight for your sister. And I will fight for my brother. Because if my brother is guilty, I will ask for Rose's forgiveness kneeling on my knees, but I would never leave him until proven guilty."

"Fine. Do whatever you want. You want to destroy us, then fine. I don't know you anymore, Amelia. I don't I don't kknow you anymore."

With that, he cut the call but not before I heard his loud sob.

More tears made their way to my pale cheeks as slowly my whimpers turned into loud sobs. Why, Liam, why can't you wait? Why do you want to end us like this?

"Amy." I heard Harry's voice. I wanted to wipe my tears. I didn't want him to blame himself for my pain. But as much as tears I tried wiping away, more made their way to my cheeks.

I stared at him with teary and sad eyes as another sob left from my lips. "I am sorry, sis. I am sorry." He hugged me tightly, crying as well. I shook my head, kissing his forehead.

"No, you don't have to. I trust you, my brother. Even if I have to sacrifice more than I already had lost, we will fight. I wouldn't back off. We will prove your innocence. I promise your sister will never leave you. You have to be strong."

He nodded his head, wiping my tears. I did the same as we hugged each other again.

Third Person's POV

Eight years ago, Amelia was kicked out by her father, for being a "disgrace" to the family. When Harry found out, he was furious and fiercely defended her. Their mother had passed away when they were young, leaving them to rely on each other for support. In the end, Harry made the choice to leave with Amelia, cutting all ties with their socalled family.

Amelia had always been obsessed with chemistry. So after being kicked out, she worked so hard to support both herself and Harry through their studies. She took on numerous parttime jobs while pursuing her chemistry degree in college. After graduating, she became an accomplished chemist and started her own small chemistry company.

Because of this small company, Amelia was able to provide for herself and her brother more easily.

It was during this time that she crossed paths with Liam. They discovered they had many similarities, which made it effortless for them to develop a deep connection.

Liam's father died when Liam was 21. Rose was the daughter of his father from his second marriage with Luna. Both mother and daughter had been kind to Amelia and Liam all over. Even though he never really liked Luna, Liam vowed to protect and give his stepsister everything she wished for.

When Liam turned 21, his father passed away. Rose, Liam's halfsister from his father's second marriage to Luna, and Luna herself, had always shown kindness towards Amelia and Liam. Despite Liam's reservations about Luna, he made a promise to protect Rose and fulfill her every desire.

People say right. Too much jealousy is the most vicious disease. Once a body catches it, it always ends up destroying everything, including one's self.

Weeks passed by, and as promised, Liam sent the divorce papers and attempted rape charges on Harry. Harry was arrested, but it didn't shock them as they already knew it would happen.

Everything had started, but somewhere in Amelia's heart, she still wanted to save her crumbling marriage because divorce was not a solution for her. In her view, she and Liam had to wait for the proper results, but Liam refused to listen to her.

Holding the divorce papers, she walked inside the house. The same place she once called hers. She wanted to talk to him, even if it was the last time. But divorce is not a joke.

She suddenly froze in her place when she heard groaning and moaning sounds. She recognized that groan. But the difference was the moan wasn't hers. Blood rushed to her ears, and her heart went numb.

Soon the door of the room slammed open, and a halfnaked Liam walked out. He still didn't notice her as he walked towards the hallway where she was standing.

Soon his steps halted when his eyes fell on the pale feet standing in front of him. His eyes roamed upwards and finally met with those electric grey ones. Her empty and numb gaze met his.

She looked lost while he looked horrified. Liam was frozen. He didn't expect her to catch him in an act. He looked at her with pure guilt and she with disappointment.

They heard footsteps, and finally, the lawyer came inside.

She brought out a pen and opened the divorce papers without another word. Without any hesitation, to Liam's shock, she signed the papers and handed them to the lawyer, who had pitiful eyes.

"Babe, where are "

A girl came out only covered in a blanket. She instantly went inside after seeing another man there. The lawyer's face scrunched in disgust.

"After finalizing the divorce, give me the copy, Lupas."

Lupas, the lawyer, nodded before muttering.

"You still have time. You can talk out."

His words cut short with Amelia's chuckle.

"Marriage has some limits, Lupas. And once those limits have been crossed, there is nothing left to talk." She turned her gaze to Liam, who had teary eyes.

"Our marriage has crossed it."

With that, she walked out of the house. Liam didn't follow her as well, even though his heart was screaming to run towards her. But how could he? He's the one who knowingly crushed them.

He took the papers and signed them.

Their divorce was finalized. That time Amelia understood one thing. She has to give her brother justice—a justice he deserves.

She must do whatever it takes to prove her brother's innocence.

Third Person's POV

Everything seems to just come to ruins in Amelia and Harry's lives. All the things that were happening to them were wrong and bad. Amelia's trust in her brother increased even more after seeing his condition.

Harry's health kept on worsening day by day. The poor guy was going into depression. If it were not for his sister and his fiancée, he would have hurt himself after all the pain he was going through.

Their business was destroyed. Amelia had to sell their mansion to get the money to fight the case. Everything became worse for the siblings, and Amelia knew who was behind all of this Liam. He was doing his best to give the siblings the worst pain they could ever imagine. He wasn't only in rage for what Harry was accused of. But also mad at Amelia for leaving him and choosing her brother.

Liam wanted her to beg him for mercy but nothing. Amelia was way too stronger than he could ever imagine. She knew one day, he would regret the things he was doing to them badly. But it will be of no use.

Harry's mental kept on worsening. He was dropped from his university as well. His career seemed to go in ruins because he wasn't even responsible for the accusations.

The mocking, disgusting stares and knifelike words of people were doing well in destroying the poor guy. He was only 21. No matter how much he tried to act strong, the pain was too much for him to handle. He wanted to be strong for his sister and fiancée, but he lost everything, even himself, with time.

He tried to help her sister after he bailed out, but he couldn't keep up with the rejections he got with the harsh words. How can people judge someone without even knowing the truth?

It hurt when you were accused of something you never did. It was hurting him beyond his limit. Hate was a small word to describe what he was feeling for Rose and Liam.

He knew that Liam was doing everything for his sister. But the extent he has gone to now seems to tear apart not only him but his sister too.

"Brother, get yourself together. I promise I am here for you."

Harry shook his head, crying on his sister's shoulder, clutching the ring in his hand.

His fiancée, Kelly, ends their engagement, finally believing Rose after three trials. It's been five months since the day case was going on. And now Kelly had finally given up on Harry, saying that she couldn't deal with all of this.

"Kelly believed that maybe II ttried to do that tto Rose."

He couldn't contain the words to deliver further as he was beyond hurt remembering Kelly's words.

"No, no, I trust you, my little Prince. I know you did nothing. I know. Please be strong, at least for me. I trust you. We will prove your innocence."

He shook his head, pulling away from her.

"Liam is making sure to make our lives extremely painful. He will destroy us. Why not you just listen to him? He asked you to marry him again. Be with him, and I will just ask for forgiven"

"For what? Did you assault Rose?" Harry immediately shook his head.

"Then we will fight. We will fight until your innocence is proven. Don't worry. Your sister will be with you until her last breath." She said, caressing both cheeks of Harry and wiping his tears away.

"I just want you to be happy." Amelia shook her head, caressing his head before again pulling him in her arms.

"I will be happy when that day comes that everyone will beg for your forgiveness. I will be happy when I prove that my brother is innocent."

Harry smiled through his teary eyes, grateful for having a sister like her.

Suddenly their moment got interrupted hearing a knock on the door. They had shifted to a small apartment after selling their mansion. It was a cozy small apartment big enough for them.

"I'll go check it. Wipe these tears and be strong, okay? You're stronger than this. Right?" He smiled, nodding his head.

Amelia went to the door, opening it, and instantly blood drained out of her system, witnessing the man standing there. The same face she used to adore so much now she despised it with her everything.

Liam chuckled at her pale face. "Aren't you gonna invite me in?" She frowned at the man's audacity before trying to close the door, but instead, he slammed it open, making her stumble back a little.

He barged in with his two men following him inside. "What the hell. Get out of my house. Right now…" She seethed at him, following him inside.

He finally stopped in the living room, making Harry stand up with a frown. Liam smirked as his eyes fell on the ring lying on the glass table. He shot Harry a mocking glare.

"What happened, bastard? Your butterfly flew away. I heard Kelly broke the engagement with you, and you know she's now the fiancée of one of the biggest businessmen of France, Daniel Stroke. He's my friend. He liked her a lot and finally proposed to her, and she accepted it. I think they are going to get married in two or three months. How do you feel about that?"

Hurt was visible in Harry's eyes which raged Amelia up. She grabbed Liam's arm roughly, turning him around and facing her.

"Yes. She broke the engagement. But you know, we don't care. It's better not to have unfaithful people around us. Only bad times will tell us who's sincere and who's not." Harry smiled lightly, hearing his sister's words.

Liam clenched his jaw before taking a step closer to her, but she didn't step back, just stared at him with the same intensity and challenge.

"You're playing with fire, darling. I told you, didn't I? I told you to come back to me. I told you I wanted you back, and if you didn't come, you would face terrible consequences. But you just don't seem to understand, huh."

"I would rather face the consequences than be with trash like you. I made the mistake of being with you once. I wouldn't make that mistake again." She snapped at him, making him angrier.

Suddenly he grabbed her waist, pulling her against his chest. Her hands fell on his biceps as she gave a hard push on his arms but nothing. He was stronger than her.

Harry tried helping his sister, but instead, Liam's men held him back. Amelia gritted her teeth, giving hard tugs on his biceps, but rather, he leaned closer to her face.

"I want to hate you so badly. But I just don't seem to do so. I love you so damn much. I thought I could live without you, but I was wrong. I can't even sleep without you being beside me. I don't know what to do anymore. I want you back, Amelia. Just stop being stubborn and creating problems for your brother and to yourself and come back to me."

He said, tightening his grip on her waist but only getting hard pushes on his arms. "Never. Let go. I said, let me go. Your touch disgusts me. Let go, Liam."

She raised her voice struggling in his arms while glaring at his dark gaze. His eyes twitched hearing her words. Disgust, she feels disgusted by his touch now. He scoffed.

"Really? Isn't this the same touch and man you used to love madly?" He said, pulling his free hand up and caressing her cheek, but she jerked her head away from him.

"Right. I was used to. I used to. Not anymore. Now let go of me." She said she was struggling, but Liam seemed to enjoy her squirming figure in his arms after five months. He never thought that staying away from her for a few months could become this horrible for him.

"Liam, let my sister go, you fucker. Let her go." Harry yelled at the heartless man standing there staring at his Exwife, who was busy glaring at him and trying to push him away.

"You want to know how I felt when I came to know you harassed my sister, Harry? You deserve to feel what I felt." Saying that he slammed his exwife's body on the near wall before hitting his lips on hers right away.

Tears started streaming down from Amelia's eyes. Her struggling becomes intense. She started thrashing in his arms, but he had no effect. She started hitting his chest continuously.

He grabbed her wrists and pinned them beside her head on the wall. She closed her eyes in shame and disgust. Her brother's voice was echoing in the whole room.

Harry was crying, yelling, and thrashing in men's hold to get away and help his sister but in vain. Men looked away from the scene, not liking how their boss treated the woman. After all, they had their sister and mother too.

"Punish me, Liam, not her. She's innocent. I beg you. I am not lying. You will regret this, Liam. You will regret this. Please stop." Harry screamed out, still struggling.

Liam finally broke the kiss and placed his forehead on hers, breathing crazily. While Amelia was crying hard, she never thought that one day this man, the same man she loved with her everything could assault her like this.

His actions tore her apart. Opening his dark orbs, he stared at her face for some time before letting her body go. She fell on the floor, breathing painfully.

Guilt rose in his veins as soon as his exwife fell on the floor crying badly. But soon, it faded away when his eyes fell on Harry, who was also on his knees crying while staring at his sister.

"Tell me how it feels. It hurts right. That's how to hurt me when I saw my sister's torn clothes and battered figure, bastard." He punched Harry making Amelia cry out even more.

Suddenly, he was again harshly turned around by a hand on his arm. And a sharp pain rose upon his cheek.

His exwife, for the first time, slapped him.

Third Person's POV

Liam's face turned around rapidly when a soft hand came in contact with his cheek, leaving a hard slap there. Amelia's eyes were bloodshot, and cheeks were soaked in tears, and her lips were bruised up because of his kiss.

She breathed sharply before having enough of his nonsense. The things he was doing were beyond disturbing, not only for her but for her brother too.

He was mentally torturing her brother, and she could see that it was indeed working. The way Harry dropped his head in defeat showed how disturbed he was becoming.

"Out!"

She growled lowly making him turn his head towards her. His sharp gaze met her disgusted one. He internally winced, seeing so much hate in her eyes for him.

"Get out, Liam Stone. You already had done enough. I am going to put a restriction order on you now. Today, you have crossed your limits. Get out of my house."

Liam glared at her before taking a step closer.

"Two days. I am giving you two days. I am ready to take this case back. Even Rose and Luna have no problem. But your brother has to marry my sister. And you, my darling, have to come back to me. You have to be mine again."

Amelia looked at him in disbelief before scoffing out. "Neither my brother nor I am going to accept these rubbish offers. My brother wouldn't marry a sly fox."

Liam was about to snap at her, but she held her hand up, motioning him to shut up. "And I wouldn't come back to a scumbag like you ever again. Now see yourself out, and tomorrow, you will get a restriction order."

"You will regret this. I will make you and your brother regret it." Liam challenged her, which she only returned with the same intensity.

"Do your best, Mr. Stone."

Liam gritted his teeth before storming out of the house. His men followed him, leaving Harry crying on the floor. Amelia instantly went to her brother.

Liam's hands, mind, and whole body were itching to grab Amelia and bring her with him. He wanted to force her to come with him back. His days were becoming dark, and nights were restless without her.

A small bundle of happiness he had once in his mansion, he lost her. She was the one who made that four walls building into a home, their home. But now, it is apparent. Everything had been destroyed.

The emotions her eyes flashed for him were beyond redemption. He knew that no matter what he did now, he couldn't win her love back, but he still wanted her with him. He was selfish. He knew it and didn't want to lose her for a lifetime.

Indeed he will make her realize the truth behind his warning. He will give her pain. But he will make sure to heal that pain when he gets her back. He trusts his sister blindly and will do anything to bring justice to her pain.

Even if it's meant to make those siblings' lives a living hell and their every moment a painful second, he will. He will do anything to see the people in pain who cause tears in his sister's eyes.

Amelia consoled her brother. He was a mess after Liam left. The next day she contacted her lawyer and sent the restriction order to Liam. Liam burnt in a fire when he read the document.

No one can keep him away from his love. That's what came to his mind, but again he didn't rush anything. He wanted to wait and let her go to him by herself. He wanted her to break the order.

A few weeks went away like a cloud of dust. Harry's mental health became worst. He started having nightmares and hallucinations. Amelia appointed a psychiatrist for him, but he refused to cooperate.

Amelia was doing her best to save her brother to do anything in her power to save her brother and bring justice to him. But then it happened, more chaos entered their lives.

After the trial of Harry's case, it was assumed that Harry might lose the case as they have nothing to prove that he didn't assault Rose.

Amelia couldn't help but feel immense loath and disgust for the man she used to adore so much when Liam bought their lawyer. Liam offered a handful of money to Amelia's lawyer, and he dropped the case accepting the money.

Liam was using his power in a highly wrong way. He did everything to make them lose this case, even using dirty methods. But Amelia refused to accept defeat. She was fighting everything for her brother.

"Harry, where are you. Come here. Dinner is ready, and I made your favorite pasta today. Come on." She heard no response from him, so she decided to check on him.

As soon as she entered the room, she felt air knocked out of her lungs when she witnessed her brother's body on the floor. Blood was rapidly oozing out of both his wrists.

One horrified scream filled with pain and shock left from her lips. She screamed his name while running towards him. Tears started streaming down her eyes.

"Harry, Harry. My brother, what have you done? Please, God, don't let anything happen to him. Harry, please hold on. Nothing will happen. Please. What have you done?"

Third Person's POV

She cried, whispering numerous words. She took the help of her neighbor, who helped her take her brother's body to the hospital as they had a car.

They took him to the operation room right away. While she sat there crying her heart out. Her white shirt was full of her brother's blood. Her hands trembled to see his blood freeze on her skin.

"You can't leave me. You can't. Please don't leave me." She kept on praying for her brother's healing. She paced back and forth to control her breathing that was coming out hard.

Finally, after two hours of the operation, the doctor came out, making her almost jump on him. He sighed as sadness was all over his face.

"Your brother's condition is still not stable. We are trying our best, but it seems like his body has given up. It's like he's running away from responding to us. We can't say anything for the next 24 hours. Pray for him."

With that, he walked away, leaving the shattered sister behind. Amelia cried for the whole night. She wasn't able to take even one wink of sleep. All she could do was cry and weep at her brother's condition.

The clock kept on ticking, and no one came to her. She was all alone, fighting with everything. She stared at the room's door where her brother was kept. He was still under observation.

Finally, 24 hours later, the news that made her hurt more arrived.

"I am sorry, Ms. Kale, but your brother is in a coma now."

Hearing the doctor's words, Amelia fell on the chair, numb. Her heart stopped beating, and her breathing halted. She didn't feel her own body anymore. Her soul was ripping out.

Her brother, her only family, her baby brother were on the verge of death. The doctor clearly said they had no idea when he would regain his consciousness. It may be months, years, or maybe never.

This thought made her lifeless. She cried, kissing her brother's pale hands again and again. Why are innocent people always punished, especially for things they never did?

Liam, his sister, and his mother were getting away with every poisonous act. They tried to win this case with dishonesty, while Amelia attempted to end it fair and square. Then why can't they do the same?

She knew her brother was becoming depressed. She knew how much he was suffering, but she never thought he would become suicidal. She never thought he had lost his strength that he gave up.

ONE MONTH LATER…

Amelia tried her best to earn money to handle her expenditure and her brother's hospital bills. She took the money out of her bag before heading to the reception.

"Hello. I am here to pay Harry Kale's monthly expenses." The nurse nodded and started checking the computer, but soon a tiny frown appeared on her face as she faced confused Amelia.

"But Ms. Kale, your brother's expenditures had been paid. Here is the copy of the receipt." Amelia abruptly grabbed the chit, and soon anger flooded in her veins reading the name on it.

Liam Stone

How dare he? How could he? She clutched the note, turning her knuckles pale in anger. Her blazing gaze met with a nurse who seemed confused and horrified by Amelia's sudden change.

"Give it back—the money this man had paid for my brother. I want to withdraw that money. Kindly give it back to me and take this money." The nurse didn't know what to say or do, but she decided not to interfere as it was not her business.

Amelia clenched the envelope in her hand before stomping out of the hospital. She was burning in rage. How can someone stoop so low? He already had done more than enough, and now he's showing pity.

She reached his company the same place where she had beautiful yet horrible moments. Ignoring a painful feeling rising in her chest, she strolled towards Liam's office.

"Wait, Mrs. Stone, wait. Sir asked me not to let anyone enter." His secretary tried to stop her.

"It's Ms. Kale. Do not forget that." With that, she took quick and significant steps towards the office, ignoring the stunned girl.

She slammed the door open, meeting with the most disgusting scenario. She was beyond disgusted and felt ashamed that she was once this man's wife.

There he was, having his moment with a girl. She was on his table while he was busy fucking her like a mad man. Liam was halfnaked while the girl was only in her undies.

They both stopped when Amelia slammed the door open. They both got startled, and instantly Liam stopped his actions. The girl squealed in surprise, getting away from Liam and grabbing her clothes to wear them.

She ran away from the room that Liam had in his office. It was a secure secret room that only a few people knew about. Liam also covered himself while Amelia was looking away from that disgusting scenario.

His secretary didn't dare enter as she already knew what he was doing inside.

"Amelia you. What are" His words got cut as Amelia threw the envelope on his face along with the receipt.

"What do you think of yourself, you piece of shit? Do you think we are playing a game here? Do you find this funny? Do you find my brothers and my condition funny? You think I would accept money from a man who's responsible for my brother's condition?"

Third person's POV

Amelia seethed at him, making him sigh heavily. "Damn, Amy. You were struggling financially, so I thought—"

"You thought what? Will you come and pay my brother's expenses like a hero? You're nothing but a reason for him to be on a deathbed. You and your sister are the most disgusting people I ever came across!" She yelled while she was in a fit of rage.

If Liam dared not to interfere and tried to cover her brother's medical bills, she wouldn't come over just to see that bastard.

But then again, it had been refunded to him. All her savings were almost empty, and she had to pay for it herself, not depending on anyone's help, especially when it came from the most hated person alive—Liam.

Meanwhile, as Liam heard it, it boiled his blood. He did his best to support her but ended up getting wronged.

He took steps towards her and stood before her, glaring at her.

"Amy, I have been trying to support you financially, but you won't accept it. What is wrong with you?!" Liam was puzzled. "You barely earn money. Just because of your damn brother, you suffer! You still dared to refund the money I paid for his bills?! What for?!"

She was about to interrupt, but Liam added, "It is you who wants to be a hero! Your ego lets you go through these experiences! Why can't you just apologize and admit your brother did it? In that simple way, your life will be back to normal…."

She shook her head. "I don't care if my suffering will be endless as long as I don't ask for your damn help!"

"Then what about your brother? Your brother assaulted my sister!" he replied and chuckled. "But still, you're taking his side. He, committing suicide, shows that he assaulted my si—"

His words were cut down with a sharp slap he received from her.

"The case is going on, Liam Stone. Don't forget that. You have no right to accuse him until he's proven guilty because I know. I have faith in my brother. And you will see him being declared innocent right before you. Mark my words."

"I know, Amy. Do you think you can still survive the trial?" Liam asked, smirking. "Let us see, Amy. Let us see who will win at the end."

Suddenly, he grabbed her arms, which she instantly shrugged off. Liam stopped breathing briefly when he witnessed disgust written over her face. She held both her arms up, shooting him a disgusted glare.

"Don't touch me with these disgusting hands of yours. I can't believe that I once loved you. I can't believe that I have been married to a selfish, selfcentered, and powerhungry bastard like you!"

Liam stepped back in shock. When he heard her words, his heart vigorously drummed.

"Remember this, Liam. Mark my words. One day, you will cry tears of blood. You will beg for one glance of comfort from someone. You will crave genuine love, but you will be alone at that time. There will be no one for you. You will beg, but you won't hear anything in return." She stopped for a while, giving Liam a severe stare.

"Your regret will be your biggest punishment because of what you did to my brother; you will pay for your sin and the forgiveness you wouldn't get from anyone, not even yourself. One day, your selfishness will show you what losing everything with your hands feels like."

Something inside him broke when he heard those words from the woman he loved. She walked out of his office. Liam's eyes fell on the money spread on the floor. He grabbed the receipt and clutched it hard.

His eyes hardened, turning bloodshot as tears burned his gaze. Her every word hit him like a knife. But her last words made his insides flip upside down. He tried to ignore them, but something in her words scared him.

He was scared that her every word would turn into a horrible truth. He shook his head, reminding himself that his sister would never accuse someone, especially Harry, as he knew her sister always respected Harry; then why would she ruin the man she liked? That's impossible.

He sat on the couch, palming his forehead as a tear escaped his eyes. No matter how many women he took, no matter how many touches he felt on his body, Amelia's was and would remain different—a special one.

He kind of lost hope of getting his Amelia back. He did everything he could to make her submit to him, but nothing. He ruined their small business, bringing them to the streets. He destroyed their chances of winning the case.

But still, when he heard about Harry's suicide attempt, he couldn't help but feel immense grief, so he decided to help Amelia as he knew she was struggling financially.

But now, his last hope of helping and gaining her back broke out. There was no way his exwife would come back to him, not after being a cause of her brother's condition.

"She is right. I am selfish. Now, I will show her how selfish I can be."

Amelia's POV

"I am sorry, Ms. Kale, but we are trying our best. Your brother seems like he doesn't want to wake up." Sighing heavily, I took those painful words in check.

Nodding at him, I stared at my brother's body, lying lifelessly on the bed. IVs were attached to his body.

My savings were almost empty. It wouldn't be enough to cover his medical expenses, let alone to help him survive.

I am damn tired, clueless, and have been crying endlessly day and night. My brother and I didn't deserve all our suffering because he was wronged.

"Don't worry, brother. Your sister wouldn't give up like you. I will fight till my last breath. I will," I whispered, kissing his pale hand before taking a deep breath and leaving the ward.

Right afterward, I met the nurse, who had checked my brother's current medical expenses. She checked the computer and reported, "Ms. Kale, I am afraid you must pay for it now. Your brother's stay here would increase his expenses, plus all the medications...."

I tried checking my savings and the money left in my wallet, but even if I combined them, they weren't enough.

My heart skipped a beat, and I wondered where to get money to cover it all.

"Will it be possible if I can pay for it next week?" I pleased the nurse; I had nothing left, even showing my money to her. "This is all that I have. I know it's not enough—"

The nurse took it and replied, "Okay, I'll deduct this from the current medical expenses, but please pay as soon as you can…."

I heaved a sigh and thanked the nurse despite her insisting I pay as soon as possible. Afterward, I left the hospital and walked out, feeling empty.

Only one man entered my mind to help me—Liam. But after his insults and what he had done to me, I wouldn't ask for his help. That bullshit was the reason behind our torments.

That damn man I used to love dared to let me struggle. I thought he loved me the way I loved him, but how could he stand seeing me in this situation? How could he be able to sleep realizing this?

Life was a cycle. His turn to suffer would come his way soon.

I shook those thoughts away as I went back home. There, I felt it was too heavy, so I sobbed. I have had enough of this.

"He can't tear us down. I will ensure you'll regret doing this to me, Liam…" I whispered.

Our business was not doing well, and Liam did an excellent job destroying it. I tried to revive it, hoping it would survive, but no.

The investors had already pulled out their shares. In addition, the declining sales had urged the company to go bankrupt. Liam succeeded again in dragging us.

Despite how he kept on dragging us down, it didn't stop me from looking for a way out. I couldn't just sit and wait for the worst thing to happen.

As the days passed, I continued hunting for a job. Mostly, I was rejected or denied, but I was lucky enough when that one company accepted me. It was a relief—finally, I could earn. Yet, it wasn't enough to cover all my brother's medical expenses. Although it had already been delayed, I could still gather funds and pay for some of it.

"Liam, whatever you do, you can't stop me. You can't control me to come back to you…" I mumbled.

It was crystal clear he was doing it; maybe he expected that he would be my last resort. He might have expected that I would come to him one day, submit, beg, and ask for help.

No, it would never happen. Let that bullshit keep on dreaming.

As soon as I started working, I got fired out of nowhere. At first, I thought it was normal, but not until I got another job did I realize I was getting fired. I only worked for a week or hardly a month in any place as I always got fired.

Yet, that didn't tire me of looking for a new job. It might be parttime or fulltime, but I never mind as long as I can earn a living.

I knew it was Liam who was behind all of this. He kept on playing with us and seemed to enjoy seeing me in pain. I almost could not control myself and confront that damn bastard again, but I didn't dare to do so just to prove that I could stand all these adversities, whatever it took.

Two weeks passed. The pain still lingered within me and could not almost make me sleep. Hiding it all deep within me, I attended the trial once again. The case kept on going against us. It sucks!

I couldn't believe Liam would play dirty with us again. Was he not satisfied? Harry and I had already suffered. I feel ashamed that I forgot my worth once I loved that man more than myself.

"Amelia."

Out of the blue, I returned to my senses, and soon, my name was mentioned, startling me. A familiar face appeared before me, making me smile slightly.

Amelia's POV

She instantly hugged me tightly, almost jumping on my body, earning a huff from my lips.

"Lily. How are you? You came back." She pulled back and stared at me with a glare. I was left stunned when I witnessed a tear escaping her eye.

"Hey. Lily, why are you crying?" I gently wiped her wet cheek, making her grab my hand.

"You were going through all of this alone. You didn't even care to inform me. Come on, Amy, aren't we friends? I thought we were like sisters."

"Yes, Lily, you are like my sister. How can you even question me about something like this?" She shook her head before grabbing my wrist and pulling me into a garden near the hospital.

"Tell me, Amy, why am I not informed about all the pain you're going through alone? It's even been six months since you talked to me. Do you have any idea how worried I was? But you know your ignorance did a good job. That I decided to visit you and finally came to know about everything."

I looked down. I wanted to tell her. She's the only one with whom I could share my pain, but in all of this mess, I forgot about her.

"I am sorry, Lily. Forgive me. In all of these problems, I forgot to tell you this. I am sorry." She shook her head, grabbing my hands.

"Don't be. I can understand. Yes, I was upset, but I can understand that it's not easy to handle everything, especially on your own. Tell me about our little boy. How's he doing?"

I shook my head as tears gathered in my eyes. "No progress. The doctor is saying it seems like he had given up. And…"

My throat tightens as a sob gathers in it. She instantly pulled me in her arms. And within seconds, I burst out crying.

"I can't do this, Lily. I am losing my strength every second. Liam had destroyed everything. What should I do, Lily? I sobbed, clutching her jacket as she rubbed my back.

"That bastard. Don't worry, Amy. I am here for you. We will fight for our little Prince." Shaking my head, I broke the hug and wiped my tears away.

"The lawyer had already told me that there are no chances of our victory. Liam had done everything in his power to win this."

"I don't even have a job anymore. I need money for my brother, to pay for the lawyer, for my basic needs. Liam is trying everything to make me beg from him. I do not want that to happen."

"And you wouldn't," she said, grabbing my shoulders and staring straight into my eyes.

"I want to help you. But I am nothing against the Stones. We need someone who could show him his place, someone who could help you financially and with your brother's case? And only a powerful person just like Liam can do it."

I stared at her telling her that we didn't know any influential people except Liam, but instead, she gave me a small smile.

"You trust me, right?" I nodded without any hesitation, making her grin happily with my answer.

"So, listen to me. I know one person who's not only powerful, but many people worship him. Don't worry. You don't have to do anything wrong. He's Luca's boss, and I heard he needs help with something. I can't explain everything because I think it's better if he explains it to you. I will send you his address."

This sounded cryptic as I was about to accept an offer from a man I did not even know.

But do you have any choice? A voice in my head taunted me as I sighed heavily again. "Amy, you said you trust me, then do this. He's the only man who can help you to fight against Liam."

I looked up at her curious eyes before nodding my head, making her smile gratefully. I know Lily will never let me do things that could harm me. I trust her.

And I am ready to do this. I will do this for my brother, parents, and myself. I have to do this.

"Alright, let's go somewhere. We have a lot of catching up to do. I missed you so damn much. Even Luca was asking about you."

Lily and I were friends from diapers. We are like sisters. But when I got married, she also found the love of her life, Luca. That guy was the most polite man I had ever met. He was so much in love with her.

Lily had to move away with her husband as Luca got a job away from home. I did miss her a lot. We called each other almost every day, but after all this mess, I forgot about her.

The next day I got Lily's message. I somehow knew this address. It is near the company of the Stones.

I reached the place Lily told me. A small yelp left from my lips when a small body got slammed against my legs. I instantly kneeled, helping the little guy to stand up.

"Hey, little boy, what are you doing alone here? Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to run on streets?" I said, dusting his dirty clothes.

I tilted my head in confusion when the boy kept on staring at me with a weird gaze. He held a writing board in his hand, and when I asked him once more, he remained silent. Instead, he began to sketch something on the board. Initially, I was puzzled, but as he completed the drawing, I recognized that it was an angel.

He pointed towards the angel he had drawn and then directed his finger towards me. It took me aback. Could he possibly be referring to me as the angel?