Chapter 124

Ethan Blackwood stared at Liam Osborne, completely stunned. Of course he couldn't answer. Despite being married to Vivian Lockhart for four years, he could count on one hand the meals they'd shared. Even then, he'd never bothered to notice her food preferences.

"Such trivial details are beneath my notice," Ethan scoffed, his voice dripping with arrogance.

"Trivial?" Liam's cheerful demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by barely contained fury.

"Exactly. A heartless snake like you wouldn't understand consideration for others." Liam didn't care if his words angered Ethan. Right now, he'd prefer settling this with his fists.

"Do you know how much Vivian sacrificed? She memorized your tastes—mild flavors over spicy, steak cooked medium rare. She mastered over a hundred steak recipes just for you. And what did she get in return? Nothing!"

Ethan's brow furrowed slightly at Liam's outburst. His gaze flickered toward Vivian, searching for confirmation.

But Vivian's expression remained unreadable. "Liam's half-right," she said coolly. "Mr. Blackwood is far colder than I ever was. I remember details about people I care about. That effort was never wasted. Now I'll just be more selective about who deserves it."

Before Ethan could respond, Alfred Blackwood sighed heavily. "Child, I see now how much you've endured. Forcing you two together was wrong. Stay with Liam—he'll treat you right."

Relief flooded Vivian. Thank heavens the old man had finally given up. Liam's Oscar-worthy performance had worked. Honestly, who wouldn't choose warm, attentive Liam over icy Ethan?

To sell the act, Vivian intertwined her fingers with Liam's. "Thank you for understanding, Grandpa. Liam and I will be just fine."

After dinner, Alfred reluctantly saw them out. The mansion felt eerily quiet once they left.

"What a damn shame," the old man muttered, shooting daggers at Ethan who sat reading a magazine. "How can you just sit there? Another man just walked off with your wife!"

Ethan didn't even look up. "Should I grovel and beg?"

"Don't you dare!" Alfred snapped. "It's clear you never cared. Vivian gave everything to that marriage and got nothing back. Let her go—she's better off with Liam."

"Glad we agree," Ethan replied tonelessly, turning a page. Finally, his grandfather accepted the divorce. Maybe now he'd have some peace.

But... did he really not care at all?