Semua Bab DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Olivia’s POVLucas’s fist came down again. Ryan barely had time to react before Lucas grabbed him by the collar and hauled him up, his face battered and bloodied. I could see the fury burning in Lucas’s eyes, the way his body shook with pure, unfiltered rage.“Lucas, stop!” I ran forward, my pulse hammering as I grabbed his arm. “Please, don’t!”His breath was ragged, his knuckles bruised and bleeding. His grip on Ryan’s collar tightened as if he hadn’t heard me.“Lucas,” I whispered, stepping closer. “You’re better than this.”His chest heaved as he looked down at Ryan, who was barely conscious, then at me.For a moment, I thought he wasn’t going to listen.Then, slowly, his grip loosened.Ryan slumped to the ground, groaning weakly. Lucas stepped back, his hands clenched into fists as he exhaled sharply, trying to regain control.I reached for him, placing a gentle hand on his arm. “We need to go.”Lucas didn’t move at first. Then, with one last glare at Ryan’s crumpled form, he tu

Lucas’s POVOlivia froze. Her eyes flickered with something I couldn’t quite place—hesitation, frustration, maybe even fear. I wanted her answer, but I already knew I wasn’t going to like it.After a long pause, she finally spoke.“You don’t have to worry about Ethan,” she said quietly. “He’s not the problem.”I clenched my jaw. “And Ryan?”Her gaze dropped, and she shifted uncomfortably. “I don’t want to talk about it.”I scoffed, taking a step back. “Of course you don’t.”She looked up sharply. “Lucas—”“No,” I cut her off, shaking my head. “You don’t get to do that. You don’t get to shut me out every damn time something gets difficult.”Her hands curled into fists at her sides. “It’s not about shutting you out! It’s—”“It’s what, Olivia?” My voice was sharp, my patience hanging by a thread. “You stand here, telling me to be careful, to think things through, to not do anything reckless, but you won’t even give me the full picture. How the hell am I supposed to fight a batt

Olivia’s POVI barely made it through the front door before Ethan’s voice hit me like a brick.“Are you kidding me, Olivia?”I sighed, already exhausted. “Ethan, not now.”“Oh, now you don’t want to talk?” He strode toward me, his face tight with frustration. “You left the hospital without telling me. Do you know how worried I was?”I placed my keys on the table and crossed my arms. “I’m fine.”“You drove off without your phone,” he emphasized, his voice sharp. “What if something happened to you again?”I knew he was referring to Ryan. The memory of being trapped, blindfolded, helpless—it still clung to me like a second skin. But right now, I didn’t have the energy to soothe Ethan’s worries.I exhaled slowly. “I needed to be alone for a while.”“Alone?” He scoffed. “You were with him, weren’t you?”I stiffened. Ethan didn’t need to specify who he meant. I avoided his gaze, walking past him into the living room, but he followed.“Olivia.” His voice was firm.I turned to him. “What do

Lucas’s POVRyan left the boardroom with a smugness that made my blood boil. I didn’t think—I just moved. My feet carried me after him, barely registering the shocked murmurs and stunned faces we left behind.I couldn’t believe what had just happened.She said yes.Olivia said yes.My Olivia.The woman who once stood by my side, the woman who once promised me forever, had just agreed to marry him.And I knew—God, I knew—she didn’t want this.The way her hands trembled, the way her voice shook ever so slightly, the way she couldn’t meet my eyes after that single word left her lips—everything about her screamed that she was trapped.So what the hell had Ryan done?I caught up with him just as he stepped into the hallway. Without thinking, without warning, I threw a punch.My fist connected with his jaw, the sickening crunch of bone against bone filling the empty corridor. Ryan staggered back, catching himself against the wall, his head snapping to the side.He groaned, rubbing his jaw a

Olivia's povI collapsed onto the floor, my body shaking with sobs. The events of the day replayed in my mind like a broken record, each memory more painful than the last. Ethan and Vivian rushed to my side, concern etched on their faces."Olivia, hey, it's okay," Ethan said softly, trying to comfort me. "You're safe now."But I couldn't stop crying. The tears flowed like a river, and I felt like I was drowning in my own despair. Vivian wrapped her arms around me, holding me close as I sobbed."We're here for you, Liv," she whispered. "We'll get through this together."I cried until I thought I had no tears left, but they kept coming. Ethan and Vivian stayed with me, holding me and whispering words of comfort. Slowly, my sobs began to subside, replaced by hiccupping gasps for air.Ethan helped me to my feet, and Vivian led me to the couch. They sat on either side of me, holding my hands."What happened, Liv?" Ethan asked gently. "What did Ryan tell you exactly? You couldn't have turne