Chapter 56: The Unraveling Past and a Slap of Finality–2
“Didn’t you say you loved this ring before? I bought it for you.”
The ring was instantly recognizable–it was the unique design Olivia once admired in a magazine and casually shared with him. Back then, Ethan had darkened, dismissively saying, “Anything but a ring. I have no plans to get married anytime soon,” as if she was some desperate woman pushing him towards marriage.
That memory made her feel insulted all over again. The audacity of him now offering what he once so coldly denied her burned like acid in her stomach.
Suppressing her disgust, she sneered coldly, “Sorry, I don’t like it anymore.”
She lifted her slender hand, revealing the dazzling moonstone engagement ring Connor had given her. The stone caught the sunlight, sending prisms of color dancing across her skin.
“I only like what my fiancé gifts me now.”
The sight of that ring–their ring–made Ethan’s eyes flash with pain and jealousy, but
he forced a smirk. He knew now that the man beside her was Connor Rivers, the
powerful heir of the Rivers family, and compared to them, the Grey family was still
rebuilding its influence.
Still, he refused to back down, his desperation making him reckless.
“Liv, I heard your engagement ceremony was called off. So technically, you and he
aren’t officially engaged yet, are you?”
When she looked at him as if he were deranged, he leaned closer, voice lowering to a
poisonous murmur. “So what even if you get engaged? People break engagements all
the time. Even if you marry him, I won’t let go.”
His eyes gleamed with a disturbing intensity. “A secret affair… that’s the most thrilling
kind of love, isn’t it?”
Olivia’s patience snapped like a brittle twig. Without hesitation, she raised her hand
and slapped him hard across the face, the sound echoing in the quiet parking lot.
“Get lost!” she hissed, her amber eyes blazing with fury.
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The force of the slap left a red, swelling mark on his cheek, but Ethan just tilted his head and grinned wickedly. “That was hard. Did your hand hurt?”
“Lunatic!” she spat, stepping away, but he doggedly blocked her path.
“Where are you going? I’ll give you a ride.” His demeanor was becoming increasingly
desperate, his eyes wild with a possessive gleam.
“Go away!” she barked, kicking at him when he tried to get too close.
Dodging swiftly, he taunted, “What happened to the gentle, obedient little woman I
used to know?”
Ignoring him, she stalked towards the open–air parking lot, only for Ethan to stick to
her like a determined stalker, babbling on. “I told my mother you’re the Winters family
heiress. She was so happy.”
His voice took on a pleading tone. “She even told me to apologize to you. She
admitted she was wrong before.”
He tried to sound sincere, but she kept silent, her disgust mounting with every word.

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