Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 4

(Olivia's POV)

After saying this, Ethan hung up the phone. His amber eyes hardened as he looked at me with contempt.

"Olivia, if you have the guts, don't let Lily call me again," he said coldly.

Without another word, he turned and walked toward the door. His shoulders were straight, his stride confident - the walk of a man who believed he was completely in the right.

Just as he stepped out, my legs gave way beneath me. A loud thud echoed through the small house as I collapsed to the floor.

Ethan instinctively turned back. His eyes narrowed when he saw me sprawled on the hardwood.

"Olivia, I warned you, don't try these pathetic tricks in front of me," he sneered.

I lay on the cold floor, still semi-conscious. His words pierced me like silver daggers, each syllable dripping with disdain.

In his mind, I was just a conniving woman resorting to desperate measures. A manipulative female trying to gain his attention through pathetic tricks.

He saw me as the woman who had drugged him five years ago on his anniversary with Victoria Frost. The evil witch who forced his precious Victoria to leave the territory alone and endure hardship while pregnant with Emma.

Now, he believed I was using Lily's illness to compete with Victoria for his

attention. The thought made bile rise in my throat.

I wanted to scream the truth. To tell him how our daughter had suffered, how she had begged for his love until her final breath.

My lips parted, trying to form words. I wanted to tell him to leave, to never come back.

But weakness overwhelmed me. A wave of darkness crashed over my consciousness, pulling me under.

(Ethan's POV)

I stared at Olivia's collapsed form, annoyance flickering through me.

This was just another one of her manipulative tactics. She'd always been dramatic, but this was taking it too far.

I turned to leave again but something made me pause. Her breathing seemed shallow, her face unnaturally pale.

With an irritated sigh, I walked back and nudged her shoulder. "Olivia, enough." She didn't respond. I crouched down and shook her more firmly. "Olivia!"

When she slumped back down, my annoyance evaporated, replaced by instinct. I caught her before her head hit the floor, cradling her limp body.

The sight of her pale face and closed eyes finally convinced me. This wasn't an act.

against her neck, relieved to find a

lifted her easily, carrying her to the bedroom. Her weight was alarmingly light

on the bed, I pulled out

Maple Grove. The elderly doctor had been with our family for as long as

while I waited impatiently outside. When he finally emerged, his expression

with her?" I asked before he

my question. He had served the Stone family for twenty years, witnessing my transformation after

spark of hope but lost it again after failing to find the woman who had cared for me during my amnesia. I

extreme exhaustion and malnutrition," Dr. Bennett reported, adjusting his glasses. "She's also showing signs

raised an eyebrow.

profound grief, actually." His eyes flickered to mine, then away. "Combined with sleep deprivation and poor nutrition, it's caused

gaze deepened, noting the doctor's mention of grief. What did Olivia have to grieve about? Our daughter was fine - just sick, not dead as

we send someone from the main house to care for her?" Dr. Bennett

how devoted I had once been to Olivia. How different

curtly, dismissing Dr. Bennett with

(Olivia's POV)

was trapped in a nightmare, reliving

stood before me, his face grave. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Winters. The kidney donor

asked, my voice rising. "The surgery was scheduled

he said, not meeting my eyes.

"But Lily has

confirmed my

phone to call

begged after the tone. "Lily needs you. The donor kidney is gone. You

my pleas went

Lily's bedside, taking her small hand in mine. Her skin was

voice barely audible. "Did Daddy call

swallowing my tears. "He's very busy,

like mine - filled with understanding beyond her years. "It's okay,

small fingers tightened around mine. "Mommy, I'm

I whispered, stroking her

it hurt?" she

head, unable to speak

you tell Daddy I love him?

her small hand slipped from mine. The monitors began to

my

body to my chest, desperately trying to warm her, to

her

already gone. My beautiful,