hapter 50

I slapped her. Once. Twice. A third time. Sharp, precise, and real.

Ethan stepped in, grabbing my wrist. “Olivia, stop! What the hell

are you doing?!”

I yanked my arm back. “This is for lying. For sneaking around.

For throwing yourself into a marriage that was never yours to

begin with.”

“She’s already on bail!” Ethan snapped. “What more do you

want?”

“To be treated like I’m not disposable!” I yelled. “You think I’ll just

sit and watch you two play victim while I take the fall for your

damn choices?!”

“She’s not well,” he muttered.

And like right on cue, Chole slumped to the side, unconscious


from the stress and the slap. Ethan caught her, arms trembling

with rage.

“Yes. Be her savior. Maybe I should faint next so you’ll

remember I’m your wife.”

He looked at me like I was the monster now.

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He didn’t say a word. Just picked her up and stormed off toward the crowd of people already parting like waves for his drama.

I stood there in the wheelchair, surrounded by strangers,

everyone whispering and staring.

Alexander’s POV

From the backseat of the car, I watched the chaos unfold at the

airport entrance.

in her


only public

his arms like some tragic

stage play.

look shaken,

causing such a scene.

But she didn’t.

off her face,

glanced around like a queen surveying

slightly lifted.

wasn’t a single trace of panic in

a faint trace of

My brows furrowed.

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smiling about?” I

sat beside me, equally

Mike said from the

brutal.”

knew exactly how this would

phone. “Also… you

post. Here–look.”

upload was still fresh. A photo with Ethan’s silhouette in the background and a cheeky

some people just

know how to remove emotional parasites? Asking

friend. #NotSoEx #StillObsessed #DramaFreePlease”

coincidence. The timing,

Chole perfectly. And made


posted this on the plane?”

after Ethan followed her onboard like a

mutt.”

back, connecting the dots.

the airport… Even Chole showing up

I was beginning to understand what

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really up to.

help her?” Mike asked. “She’s

alone.”

“We can’t leave her like that. You should

door when someone else

a tailored red dress–heels clicking, stride


made her way straight

a

was tied in a tight braid, and

screamed competence and authority.

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