Her Divorce, His Downfall (Sophia and Damian) novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151

The words hung in the air, leaving Weston and Lucas visibly taken aback. Olivia stood frozen, her face turning pale as her eyes grew instantly teary.

Her gaze drifted past Weston and Lucas, settling on the man in the hospital bed. Even pale and weakened, his presence remained intimidating–his warning had been chillingly clear.

Olivia couldn’t understand it. It was the same man.

That night at the club, Damian had been nothing but gentle and considerate, even going so far as to defend her against Isabelle.

Now, he was treating her with icy detachment, as if she were a mere acquaintance.

Damian had spoken of a wife he deeply loved, and he didn’t want her to misunderstand him, but wasn’t his wife supposed to

be dead?

Had he lost his mind?

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Olivia didn’t want to think about it anymore,

She said, her voice softening into a pleading whisper laced with hurt, “Damian, please don’t misunderstand.

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“I heard about your injury, and I–I just felt I should visit. After all, you helped me that night. This is just… returning the kindness.

“I spent hours making this broth. It’s good for recovery, even a little would help…”

“No!” Damian’s refusal was flat and final.

He closed his eyes, shutting her out, focusing instead on suppressing the sharp agony radiating from the whip marks on

his back.

Sophia was back. He couldn’t afford any ambiguity, not even the slightest hint of it. Whatever had passed between him and Olivia was nothing–a chance encounter, a fleeting moment of

compassion.

Is she showing up here with homemade soup? It was inappropriate. Blatantly so.

If word of this reached the Hall residence, what would Sophia think?

This kind of calculated, forward behavior was exactly what repelled him.

He had never been interested in women who threw themselves

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Damian’s dismissal was absolute, yet Olivia lingered, creating a thick, awkward silence.

Weston and Lucas exchanged a look, unsure how to proceed.

“Damian.” Olivia’s voice trembled as the tears she’d been holding back finally spilled over. She took a hesitant half–step forward. “I’m just worried about you…”

Weston’s eyes flickered over her. He noted the style of her dress, a clear imitation of Sophia’s usual elegance, and the makeup artfully applied to mimic Sophia’s features. He felt nothing but a cold, detached amusement.

A poor imitation.

Such a cheap trick could never fool Damian, not when the real thing has returned.

His voice, when he spoke, was low and carried a polite, unyielding distance.

“Ms. Marshall, you should leave now. Damian just woke up. He needs complete rest and quiet. Don’t make this difficult.”

Beside him, Lucas watched the scene unfold, a smirk on his face. The pieces clicked into place.

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Olivia had mistaken Damian’s act of basic decency–taking her to the hospital and offering her a job at Veridian Group–for personal interest.

She’d seized this moment of his vulnerability to make her move, arriving with a carefully prepared gesture to win his favor.

What she didn’t know was that Sophia was very much alive and back home.

With the rightful lady of the house returned, all other pretenders were merely clowns in a sad circus.

Olivia had simply moved too hastily.

The dismissal was unequivocal. Digging in her heels would only breed more contempt.

Biting her lower lip hard, Olivia ignored the scornful glances from the two men.

She forced a strained, miserable smile and gently placed the insulated container on the bedside table.

“Alright, I’ll go. The broth is here if you want it later. The nurse can heat it up. I’ll… visit another time,” she whispered, her voice thick with tears aimed at the unresponsive Damian.

With that, she turned and slipped out of the room, a pture 9f31

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