Chapter 177

Chapter177.

As the car approached, it suddenly accelerated, heading straight for me. I quickly stepped back, my back hitting Julian, who was chasing after me. He hugged me protectively, pulling us back... thanks to him, I lost my balance, and we both fell to the ground.

The oncoming car was stopped by another car.

“Olivia!!”

Sherry sprinted over, hauling me upright while “accidentally” stomping Julian’s hand. Julian glared at Sherry, stood up, and tried to touch me.“Are you okay?”

“Get lost!”

I dodged his hand.

Doors slammed. Two people got out of the stopped cars: Rita and Cody.

Rita was from the car charging towards me; Cody was the one who had stopped her. He’d been with us since last night; he’d driven us to the police station.

Rita lunged at me, her eyes full of rage, “Bitch, you’re divorced; why are you still trying to seduce him!”

As she raised her hand, Cody grabbed her wrist, pulling her away. Julian also stood in front of me, acting like he would protect me.

I stepped away from behind him, emotionless. His fake affection was more sickening than Rita’s madness.

“Rita, what were you trying to do?! I told you not to hurt her! If you hurt her, I’ll kill you! Did you forget that?!”

Julian’s eyes were red with anger; he wanted to strangle Rita. His eyes held no affection, only extreme disgust, mixed with something darker and more complex.

Rita cried, “You’re my husband! What are you doing here with her? I can’t stand it!”

“She came to write a letter of forgiveness; she’s already conceded! What else do you want?!”

“I don’t want you to see her again! You can only love me! Only me! I’ll kill any woman who gets close to you!”

“... You’re crazy!”

Julian rubbed his throbbing temples. The feeling of being haunted suffocated him. He took a step closer, his eyes dark and terrifying. “I’ll warn you one last time; if this happens again, I absolutely will not marry you! No matter what you threaten me with, we’re done!”

Rita’s eyes immediately welled up. She clung to his arm, shaking her head humbly.“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, I promise. I just can’t control my temper. I love you so much, Julian, I have your baby; you can’t leave me. I love you, I love you so much.”

Julian’s head felt like it would explode. His face remained cold.“This ends now. Neither of us comes to her again!”

Rita nodded vigorously. “Mm–hmm, okay. I can do that.” She gave me a seemingly innocent smile.“Olivia, I’m sorry; we hurt you.

We won’t bother you again, and you shouldn’t try to seduce Julian again.”

I stared at the two lunatics. May lightning strike these psychos already.

These two lunatics should be permanently confined to a psych ward. Their delusional antics were beyond endurance.

I took a few steps, then pointed at them, “For God’s sake, glue yourselves together with superglue. Do humanity a favor by never separating.”

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Rita glared at me, then her venomous glare melted into a smirk. “Still bitter? I warned you he’d be mine. You’ve lost everything.”

“Congratulations, I deadpanned. “He’s your trophy now.”

Her manicured claws curled into fists, lipstick cracking under gnashed teeth.

“Who claims she’s lost anything?”

Evan materialized behind us, his Italian loafers crunching gravel from the police station direction.

“Mr. Jones? Why are you-

“Business.” His smile sharpened as he addressed Julian and Rita. “How touching. Your scheming perseverance finally bore fruit–

adulterers rewriting themselves as star–crossed lovers. Truly Nobel Prize–worthy in marital fraud.”

“Don’t worry about Olivia; her good days are ahead.”

He patted my shoulder, as if a superior caring for a subordinate.“Let’s go, I’ll lead you down the royal road.”

He put his arm around my shoulder and walked forward. I was so flustered by his care that I walked awkwardly.

Sherry, who was furious because of the statement of forgiveness, was amused that we could turn the tables on those two idiots.

She smiled, shouting, “Down the royal road!”

She looked at Julian, “This is much better than that dark, dirty alley. This road is clean, bright, and full of flowers. My sister is so lucky; I’m jealous.”

She slung her bag over her shoulder and left happily.

Rita tightened her grip on Julian’s shoulder, her nails digging into his flesh. Julian seemed unaware, like a walking corpse, watching the departing woman. He was too familiar with Olivia’s expression; she used to look like this when she was in love with him... shy and awkward...

She’s falling for someone else... she no longer cared about me.

Julian pulled his arm away from Rita and turned to leave, his expression numb. Rita screamed hysterically; he ignored her.

Two officers came to take Rita away.“Miss Crowe, is your epilepsy better? Come with us, then.”

Rita’s audacity was staggering–staging theatrics at police headquarters, harassing the victim herself. The officers were furious.

Everyone knew her convulsions were Oscar–worthy performances, yet shadowy protectors had greased palms and fabricated evidence with surgical precision. Procedure–bound officers could only transfer her to the hospital’s psychiatric wing.

Rita stopped chasing Julian and fled.

I’d come in Cody’s car, yet I left in Evan’s... He was driving, and it was just the two of us. I wanted to speak, but he didn’t give me a chance.

After a few minutes, the silence became uncomfortable. I sat upright, intending to be a quiet statue.

“What were you doing at the police station?” Evan asked.

My plan failed. I answered honestly, “Julian found me yesterday, asking me to write a statement of forgiveness for Rita; he threatened me with my family... You know how crazy Rita is; I couldn’t risk it, so...”

“So you wrote the statement this morning.”

“Mm.”

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retreat and protect yourself.”

My nose tingled; no one had ever said this to me. I felt resentment, helplessness, and the pain of having to retreat I nodded lightly.“Mm.”

“Don’t be discouraged; remember this: retribution isn’t delayed; it’s just not yet time.”