Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 51

“Liam..….. will you stop and talk to me?” Izzy demanded, her footsteps echoing against the polished marble floors as she followed him into the sprawling mansion. Her heart was still racing from everything that had happened, and now Liam’s silence was only adding to her frustration.

Fortunately, Calen wasn’t seriously injured. Aside from the inevitable bruises forming on his face, he was otherwise unharmed–drunk, but unharmed.

As expected, Liam didn’t stop. He walked inside the mansion, his shoulders tense, his jaw set. He pulled his shirt over his head in one swift motiqu–revealing his broad back and the faint sheen of sweat clinging to his skin. Without a word, he headed straight for the indoor gym.

“Hey! I am talking to you!” Izzy snapped, quickening her pace to catch up to him. She stopped just outside the gym door, watching as he wrapped his hands in tape with an almost mechanical precision. The faint sound of the punching bag being struck echoed through the space as he began landing hard, methodical punches.

What the hell was this gu

guy doing!?

Her frustration boiled over. “Liam, what the hell was that back there? You can’t just barge into my office and punch someone! Thad it under control!”

Still, Liam didn’t respond. He continued to punch the bag, his movements relentless and controlled. Each hit reverberated in the quiet gym, the sound mixing with Izzy’s quickened breathing as she stood there, glaring at him.

Liam!” she shouted, stepping fully into the gym. “I’m serious! Look at me and answer me right now!

Finally, he stopped. His fists hovered mid–air, and for a moment Izzy thought he might turn around and actually answer her. But instead, he exhaled sharply, grabbed the bag to steady and then swung another brutal punch that made her

flinch.

“Liam!” she yelled again, stepping closer. She placed herself between him and the punching bag, her hands on her hips.“Enough! I’m not leaving until you explain yourself.”

Liam’s chest heaved as he stared at her, his hands still clenched into fists. His eyes were sharp, burning with frustration and. something else she couldn’t quite place.

you rather me do, Izzy?” he asked, his voice low but

her office–Calen’s unsteady steps, his hand gripping her

help,” she said, her voice quieter now but no less firm. “I could’ve

losing control when he drank too much. She’d managed to handle bim before, and she was certain she could do it again.

towered over her. “Really?” he asked, his eyes narrowing.“Because from

a small step back, bumping into the punching bag behind her. She tilted her chin up defiantly, refusing

she challenged. “You think I

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shot back. “Hthink you’re stubborn. Too stubborn to mit when you’re

he closed the space between them. His movements were slow, deliberate as if he was giving her every opportunity to push him away, to tell him to stop. But Izzy didn’t move. She stayed

I supposed to do, Izzy?” Liam asked, his words cutting through the charged silence. “Just

them, heavier than anything else that had been said. Wife. It wasn’t the first time he’d called her that, but this time, it felt different. It wasn’t just a joke or a throwaway contment.

voice lacked the sharpness she intended. “I was

her own. Why did he have to storm into her

why Liam was inside the building on a Saturday morning!

see his face,” Liam said, his eyes narrowing slightly. You didn’t see what I saw, Izzy. Do you really think I could just stand there, watching the woman I

She hated the way his words twisted something deep inside her, forcing her to confront feelings

don’t get it, do you?” he pressed, taking another step closer. This time, their bodies were mere inches apart. She could feel the heat radiating from him, could smell the faint hint

head back to meet his gaze, refusing to look away. “I don’t know,”

you

her voice. “I don’t fucking know