Night began to fall over the grand estate of Olivia Grace. The garden lights glowed softly, illuminating the winding path toward the pavilion at the back, where Hunter Jackson sat alone on a wooden bench. A cold breeze tousled his messy hair as his vacant eyes stared out at the calm swimming pool.
In his left hand, he gripped an old phone tightly—the same phone that had just displayed one of the most heartbreaking headlines:
> “CEO Olivia Grace Allegedly Shelters Worthless Ex-Husband and Child from Affair.”
The headline flashed across various platforms. Olivia’s face appeared beside a photo of herself and Joe caught on camera entering the lavish home.
Hunter clenched his fists. His chest felt heavy. He was the one who had destroyed Olivia. He was the one who had easily left that ext
