Chapter 382

Liam couldn't bring himself to meet Andrea's gaze, nor did he have the courage to look at Grace. He kept his head low, shoulders hunched in defeat. He was in a state of great anxiety at the moment. Grace had seen enough of his pathetic state over the years, and it further ignited a tide of anger within her. "Liam Lambert!" she shouted. She grasped him by the collar and forced him to lift his head. "Tell me what you want. If you choose Andrea, then I'll wish you both happiness." His shoulders trembled as he fervently shook his head, his teeth digging into his lower lip with such force she thought he might draw blood. Andrea wept at his side. "Liam, are you really going to leave me? If that's the case, I'd rather die!" Without further hesitation, she got up and threw herself against the wall. She truly meant it—the impact left a smear of blood on the wall, and she nearly collapsed to the ground. Liam panicked and rushed to her side. "Andrea!" Blood streamed down her forehead.