Chapter Eighty Four ~ Liar

Emily

“Liam’s birthday?” I ask trying to understand if I heard her correctly.

She places her coat on the side and pulls out a clipboard with a pen before turning to look at me, “Yes sweetie. His birthday is a few days from now don’t you know?”

Oh, I knew. He’s my husband after all.

“No, I didn’t,” I respond with as much shock in my voice as possible. She watches me for a few seconds longer than normal and looks back at whatever she’s writing.

“Oh don’t worry. I’ll organize everything anyway. All you need to do is sit still and look pretty.” She says which makes me creese my brows together.

I must be hearing her wrong.

“I’m sorry, you want me to sit and watch you plan my husband’s birthday?” I ask for clarity. Her eyes flash anger at my question but it passes by so fast I could have missed it.

She sighs as she places her pen down and looks at me like she is about to lecture a toddler. Luckily for her, the door opens and Liam walks in. I turn my eyes to him and he looks as ho