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 half-naked 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, self-centered, and power-hungry 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 ex-wife 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."