Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 264

Chapter 264

It seemed that he wasn’t done with me yet. Whatever twisted game he was playing, whatever sick lesson he wanted to teach, it was clear I hadn’t reached the end of it. I didn’t know whether I should brace myself for something worse or hold on to whatever small amount of hope remained, but as I sat there, my body heavy with the effects of the sedative, I couldn’t help but wonder how much longer I would be able to endure this.

As if he had heard the desperate thoughts racing through my mind, Xander’s voice broke the heavy silence, cold and almost casual. “Don’t worry,” he said, the words dripping with a twisted sense of finality, “today is our last day together. I want you to tell me what you want before the day ends.”

The words hit me like a ton of bricks, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. It felt like time froze in that instant, the reality of his statement sinking in. My heart pounded in my chest, my mind scrambling to make sense of what he was saying. Last day together? What did he mean? Was this it? Was this the end for me? The way he spoke made it sound like I was being granted some kind of twisted mercy, a final request before my death, like the last meal of a condemned prisoner.

I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I had to keep it together, even if the walls around me were closing in. I wasn’t ready for this. Not yet. I wasn’t ready to die, not like this, not in this cold, dark catacomb with no one to remember me. The thought of never seeing my children again, never being able to hold them or kiss them goodbye, tore through me like a jagged knife.

shaking my head, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. “I’m not ready. I don’t want this. I’m not

he was indifferent to my panic. But there was something in his eyes, something colder, darker, that made me feel like I was a pawn in a game

want,” he repeated, his tone almost amused. “Your last wish. What do

my throat. How could I possibly choose? What could I ask for in a situation like this? It felt like the world had turned against me, leaving me with nothing but this twisted, final ultimatum. I

wasn’t ready to accept this.

cracking, “I want to see my family. I want

no warmth in it. It was as though he was observing me from a distance, an emotionless spectator to my desperation. But instead of offering comfort, he merely nodded, as if acknowledging the

a low murmur. “But you should know, Olivia, I’m not

felt like an ice–cold wave crashing over me, drowning me in uncertainty. I wanted to scream, to plead for my life, but I

how much they meant to me. My family, my children… they would never know the truth, never understand why I couldn’t be there when they needed me the most. The thought of never holding