Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Lovely Wife 210

Chapter 210

"And here I thought you didn't have the time to actually come." Olivier Horvatis schce echoed against the walls of for hospital where his father-Philip Horvath- was. "After that incident, you seem to have forgotten that there are people wide from that... woman"

Liam didn't spare his father a glance. He walked past the familiar hospital corridor with long strides, his jaw tight. His coat was still damp from the drizzle outside, but he didn't stop. Not until a hand grabbed his arm.

Philip Horvath stood in the middle of the hallway, suit crisp, expression unreadable. "This is how you greet your father?"

Liam jerked his arm free. "I don't have time for this"

Philip's brows twitched. He said nothing at first, but his silence was louder than most men's shouting Celeste Horvath approached from the other side, her heels tapping against the floor.

"Liam," she started, folding her arms. "You shouldn't speak to your father that way"

Philip held up a hand, cutting her off before she could go further. "Let him be. What should I expect from a boy raised without a mother? My father spoiled him rotten."

Liam stopped mid-step.

He turned slowly, gaze sharp. "Funny. Whose fault was that?"

Philip's mouth twitched. "Watch yourself."

"No. Let's talk about that," Liam said, stepping forward. "You want respect? Try showing up once in your life. Try not to treat your son like a goddamn afterthought. Maybe then, you'd get more than silence when you walk into a room

Philip's hand shot out toward Liam's collar, but Liam moved before it even landed-sidestepping easily. Philip stumbled. Celeste reached out quickly to steady him.

The hallway had gone still. A nurse passing by paused, then turned the other way.

"You can't even look at me without choking on your ego," Liam said, looking down at his father. "Don't pretend we have something to repair."

Celeste helped Philip straighten his coat. Her mouth was tight, but she didn't say anything this time.

Philip fixed his cuffs as his eyes narrowed.

your place if I need to," Liam said before he walked inside his grandfather's room. "Even if that would leave a bruise," he added before

"You-"

are you alright?"

his shoulder. "Don't touch me," he

flinched but didn't move. Her eyes stayed

again. "He'll learn. One way or another.

the door Liam had disappeared through. There

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off and followed after Liam without a word. Celeste didn't

private room, the beeping of the monitors was steady but faint. The man on the bed, Olivier's father and Liam's grandfather, looked smaller now. Thinner. The machines made it clear

be at Horvath Industries or...

turn

grandfather built-one of the largest privately held conglomerates in the country. Years ago, the old man had offered it to Liam, no strings attached, the moment he turned thirty. But Liam had declined. Instead of stepping into a legacy crafted for him, he built his own company from the ground up. That decision hadn't

board, you want leverage," Olivier said. "This

quietly. He pulled a chair close to

added. "Philip won't hand anything to

glanced at the monitors.

The door opened again.

a thin leather folder. His presence was too polished for hospital visits. He stepped in, looked around, and when his eyes landed

a brief nod. "It's good to see you again,

stood and extended

here. The Old Man asked me to deliver these to you once anything happens. A copy has been handed and notarized as well by the family lawyer. But I can

Liam replied. "Leave them

stepped back, still eyeing Liam with a trace of

else," Merek added. Then, with another

him out, then shifted to Liam. "He still calls

down and looked at