Chapter 6 6

Without a moment's hesitation, Olivia strode purposefully to her room, her mind made up. She began packing her bags with a sense of determination, her movements swift and efficient.

Along with a file containing the divorce papers, she carefully signed the documents, her hand shaking slightly as she scribbled her signature.

With the papers in hand, Olivia marched to Lucas's room, her heart heavy with emotion. "These are the divorce papers, sign here," she said, her voice firm as she dropped the papers on the bed for Lucas to sign.

Her eyes blazed with a mix of anger and sadness as she gazed at her husband, her voice barely concealing her contempt.

Lucas looked up at her, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "And where do you think you're going?" he asked, his tone laced with sarcasm. Olivia's response was immediate and fierce. "Just shut up and sign here, you devil," she roared at him, her voice echoing through the room.

Lucas chuckled, a cold, mirthless sound. "Well, good for you to finally want to leave," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "I am very happy for you." With a flourish, he signed the papers, his signature bold and arrogant.

As Lucas handed the signed papers back to Olivia, she felt a pang of sadness. She had never thought their marriage would end like this, with so much anger and resentment. But she knew she had to move on, to escape the toxic relationship that had consumed her life.

Olivia's gaze turned to Maddie, who was watching the scene with a mixture of curiosity and malice. Olivia's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at her former best friend, the woman who had betrayed her in the worst possible way. "And you, Maddie," Olivia began, her voice cracking with emotion.

But she couldn't finish the sentence. Hot tears poured down her face as she struggled to contain her feelings. At this point, she was confused, and the only thing she wanted to do was to leave immediately, to get as far away from Lucas and Maddie as possible. She knew that reporters would soon be knocking on their door, eager to get a scoop on the scandal that had rocked her life.

As Olivia turned to leave, Lucas's voice stopped her in her tracks. "And where do you think you're going with those clothes?" he asked, his tone dripping with malice.

Olivia's eyes widened in confusion as she turned to face him. "What do you mean by that, Lucas?" she asked, her voice laced with uncertainty.

Lucas's smile grew wider as he called out, "Maltida! Maltida!" The housekeeper appeared almost immediately, her eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and concern.

"Send her out," Lucas ordered, his voice cold and detached. "And she must not take anything with her except those divorce papers she's holding. If she does, I won't be paying your mom's hospital bills anymore."

Maltida's heart sank as she heard the ultimatum. She loved Olivia like a member of her own family, but she knew she had no choice but to comply. She nodded silently, her eyes filled with a deep sadness.

Olivia's face contorted in anguish as she realized the true extent of Lucas's cruelty. "Lucas, you can't do this to me," she pleaded. "I need my parents' properties now. I'm going to the police right now."

Lucas chuckled, a cold, mirthless sound. "Well, there's no need to do that," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Your parents were the ones who handed the properties to me." He produced a document from his pocket, and Olivia's eyes widened in shock as she saw her parents' will.

"What... how is that even possible?" she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. She took the papers from Lucas, her hands shaking as she scanned the document. The signatures and handwriting were unmistakable - it was her parents' will, all right.

"But how come?" she asked, her voice cracking with emotion. Tears streamed down her face as she realized the true extent of Lucas's deceit.

"Lucas, please," she begged, her voice reduced to a mere whisper. "Let them take the clothes, my ID, and some things at least. I'll leave your life alone. Just please, Lucas. Please."

Maddie, who had been watching the scene with a mixture of curiosity and malice, suddenly stepped forward. Her eyes blazed with anger as she dragged Olivia to the gate and pushed her out of the house. "This is my house now, Olivia," she screamed. "So leave and never come back, you beggar!"

Olivia's eyes widened in shock as she stumbled backward, her eyes fixed on Maddie's cruel face. But before she could respond, a troop of vans rushed in front of the house, and reporters started pouring out.

"What do you have to say?" one of them asked, shoving a microphone in Olivia's face. "Were you cheating on your husband?" another asked.

Olivia's eyes darted wildly around the crowd, her mind reeling with shock and confusion. She felt like she was trapped in a nightmare, and she didn't know how to wake up.

The crowd of onlookers grew larger, their faces twisted in disgust and condemnation. "You shameless married woman," one of them spat, her voice dripping with venom. "How could you betray your husband like that?" another added, shaking her head in dismay.

The words cut deep, and Olivia felt like she was being torn apart by the sheer cruelty of it all. She sat on the floor, her body wracked with sobs as she tried to process the chaos that had erupted around her.

"You used to be someone I looked up to," one of the onlookers said, her voice laced with disappointment. "I thought you were a good person, but I guess I was wrong." The woman's words were like a knife to Olivia's heart, and she felt a fresh wave of tears well up in her eyes.

As the reporters continued to pepper her with questions, the crowd grew more aggressive, their faces twisted in rage. The crowd's hatred and anger were suffocating her, and she felt like she was running out of air.

"I'm not just divorcing you, Olivia. I'm going to make sure you regret killing my child," Lucas said as he came out of the house.