“You left your gravely ill husband at home and ran off to greet that freeloading assistant at the airport. And now you expect Ethan to apologize to him in public? Vanessa, has a horse kicked you in the head?”
Vanessa was stunned for a moment, then erupted in rage: “Who are you? How dare you speak to me like that? Who gave you the—”
Before she could finish, Olivia cut her off sharply:
“If you don’t cherish Ethan, plenty of others will.”
“Vanessa, you’re going to regret this.”
Without waiting for a reply, Olivia hung up.
I looked at her helplessly and said, “You’ve provoked her—now she’s definitely going to lose her mind.”
Olivia scoffed, “A woman that ungrateful deserves to be provoked. It’s about time someone forced her to see reality. She isn’t the center of the universe, and not everyone has to revolve around her.”
…
After completing my discharge paperwork, Olivia Carter drove me back to the Scott Family estate.
On the living room couch, the divorce papers were exactly where I had left them, untouched.
Which meant Vanessa Scott hadn’t even come home last night.
I didn’t dwell on it. I gathered my personal belongings, pulled my suitcase along, and was ready to leave with Olivia.