“Leave her alone,” said Margaret Whitmore, her mother-in-law, smiling coldly. “She’s probably calculating what she’s losing. Came in with nothing, and she’ll leave with nothing. Fair, don’t you think?”
The family lawyer pushed the documents closer.
“The terms are clear. You give up alimony, property, and any future claims. In return, the Whitmore family agrees not to release evidence of your… misconduct.”
Olivia let the pen fall onto the table.
The sound echoed.
“Misconduct?” she said quietly but firmly. “I never cheated. Not once.”
Richard Whitmore, the family patriarch, sighed impatiently.
“Please. Ethan told us everything. We have proof. If you don’t sign and walk away, we’ll make sure your reputation is destroyed.”
Olivia turned to Ethan one last time.
“Look at me,” she said softly. “Say it yourself. Say it’s true.”
He finally met her eyes.
“Just sign it, Liv. It’s better this way. Go back to your father’s garage. That’s where you belong. This life… was never really yours.”
Something inside her cracked.
Not her heart.
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