To Take Revenge On Me, My Boyfriend Faked Being Disabled For Five Years Novel – The rain poured relentlessly as I climbed the stairs with Liam’s painkillers in hand. Just outside the door, I froze. Voices carried through the crack, and what I heard shattered something deep inside me.
“Liam, you’re a master manipulator,” his friend laughed. “Five years in a wheelchair since the accident—and Aria still hasn’t figured out there’s nothing wrong with your legs. She’s devoted five years to serving you, and she’s never once suspected a thing.” Liam’s voice came next, cold and emotionless. “Ninety-eight times.
That’s how often I’ve sent her out in the rain. What do you care about her?” A pause. Then the friend murmured, almost uncertainly, “I don’t, not really. But… you raised her, didn’t you? She was just a kid. Are you really okay doing this to her?” “If she hadn’t faked being sick the day Nova left, I wouldn’t have missed my chance to bring Nova back,” Liam replied, his tone icy.
“This is her punishment. The game ends after the ninety-ninth time.” Outside the door, I stood frozen, clutching the painkillers so tightly the bottle trembled in my hand. I couldn’t breathe. My heart felt like it was being crushed, slowly and cruelly. I had always thought Liam kept me around because he didn’t care what others thought—because he liked me.
I never imagined I was just the object of his long-brewing revenge. A pawn. A punishment. A delay in his perfect plan for Nova. Fine. He took care of me for five years—I’ll repay the debt in kind. After that, we’ll be strangers. Forever. I sat quietly in the hotel lobby until I calmed the storm raging inside me.
Then, with trembling hands, I made my way back upstairs. When I knocked on the door, there was a sudden hush from inside. The air shifted. Laughter and warmth disappeared like smoke.