Chapter 6

"Nonsense!"

Frank glared at Olivia. "If you dare take back the pendant today, I'll disown you as my daughter!"

"Olivia, you're making it very difficult for Mom."

"Don't be angry." Sophia comforted Linda.

"Sis, don't make Mom and Dad argue. The family's finally together, let's keep the peace."

Sophia came to stand in front of her, blocking the view of the others in the room.

She dangled the pendant, speaking softly so only Olivia could hear.

"If I'd known this was your grandmother's keepsake, I never would have wanted it."

"How unlucky."

With a flick of her fingers, Sophia dropped the pendant on the floor.

The sound of the pendant shattering echoed in Olivia's ears.

She was speechless for a moment.

Sophia feigned surprise and covered her mouth.

"Oh no, Sis, I didn't mean to. Why did you push me?"

Olivia crouched down shakily to pick up the broken pieces.

When she stood up, she saw everyone staring at her intently.

Afraid she would do something.

Ethan even stood up to shield Sophia.

Olivia had originally wanted to make a scene.

But now she was truly exhausted.

She silently put away the pendant fragments and stared at Ethan, enunciating each word clearly.

"Meet me at the civil affairs office on Monday. Let's get divorced. I'll set you free. And I wish you two all the best getting back together."

Ethan felt his heart skip a beat.

Could it be... she found out?

Before anyone could speak, Olivia turned and ran out into the rain.

"Olivia, take an umbrella."

Linda stood in the living room holding an umbrella, but Frank snatched it away.

"What umbrella? This little rain won't kill her. Look at her, daring to fight with her sister over a broken pendant. Is this the good daughter you raised?"

Linda stood by the door, sighing repeatedly.

Ethan was in a daze for a moment before noticing the small bloodstains where the pendant had shattered.

Just as he was about to go after her, Sophia suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

"Ethan, did I do something wrong? Why does my sister hate me so much?"

Ethan comforted her: "Sophia, it's not your fault."

When Ethan looked back, Olivia was already gone.

It was just a small injury, she should be fine.

Thinking this, Ethan helped Sophia back to the living room.

Olivia didn't get a taxi until over 10 minutes after leaving.

Once in the car, the driver handed her a dry towel.

"Miss, dry yourself off so you don't catch a cold."

Olivia took the towel.

"Thank you."

The driver tried to console her as he drove.

"These days, there's nothing that can't be overcome. Just hang in there and it'll get better."

The driver's words made her shed a few tears.

She used to believe that too.

But now she couldn't hang on anymore.

Just then, her phone vibrated.

It was a message from Mr. Davis.

"Ms. Hayes, I've drafted the agreement. Do you have time to meet tomorrow?"

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Davis. Let's meet tomorrow."

The phone showed the location - a cafe near her home.

Mr. Davis' law office wasn't in that area.

And tomorrow was Sunday.

It seemed he had added an extra workday for her sake.

She had first asked Mr. Davis to draft divorce papers six months after Sophia returned.

She had gone back and forth, hesitating many times since then.

Mr. Davis understood better than anyone how reluctant she was to let go.

But he was also the one who most often advised her that she needed to let go.

Ethan's coldness towards her was obvious even to strangers.

She had been too foolish and naive before.

Always thinking that boy who had helped her in her times of need would eventually fall for her.