Olivia’s POV
When I awoke, I was lying on the hospital bed with bruises all over my body. Even just a slight move
was excruciating. I stared at the ceiling in a daze, and the scene before my coma flashed through my
mind.
Before I knew it, tears were welling up in my eyes. I once heard from Edward that Adam was wicked.
Those who dared to provoke him often got the short end of the stick.
I had thought that Edward just exaggerated it because he did not want me to get involved with other
men, especially not with his own brother It turned out that that was not a warning but a caution out of
good heart Every time I closed my eyes, the memory of when those men were raping me appeared in
my mind.
I felt humiliated, but there was nothing I could do about it right now but cry. The hatred in my heart was
like a burning fire.
In a fit of anger, I clenched my fists and cursed Adam a thousand times in my heart.
All of a sudden, I heard footsteps outside the door. I turned my head and was stunned to see who it
was. It was Charles My lips trembled, and my eyes widened in horror
"You… Why are you here? Are you here to laugh at me on behalf of Caroline?"
Without a word, Charles walked in and stared at me with cold and narrowed eyes.
"I don’t have time to laugh at you, Olivia." I could not help but scoff at what Charles had said.
Well, I could attest that he was telling the truth.
Indeed, how could he come all the way here just to laugh at me?
"Then what are you doing here?" I asked sharply.
"You were the one who replaced Edward’s medicine with something else, weren’t you?" Charles asked
without beating around the bush, e as a A chill ran down my spine.
My body stiffened, and then I started trembling like a leaf.It took me quite a while before I finally found
my voice.
"It-it’s true.But I didn’t want to kill him! It’s just that I’ve… I’ve had enough of this m him.You have no
idea what I experienced with him! He never treated me as a human being.In his eyes, I was just a
plaything, a toy in which he could vent his lust whenever he wanted.Every time I came into conflict with
Caroline, he would ask me to apologize to her right away.He never gave me a chance to explain
myself!"
I roared through gritted teeth.
As I spoke, my nails dug into my palms, but I felt nothing.
"I dug up your past.If it weren’t for Edward, what kind of life do you think you would’ve had?"
As soon as Charles said those words, I fell into a deep trance.
Suddenly, the memories I tried my best to bury appeared in my mind.I was born in a small town in
Florida.I had four siblings-me being the eldest one, two sisters, and two brothers.
My father was a drunkard.
And when he was drunk, he was violent.
He would overturn the table, smash the furniture, and even hit people.
Mom would lock the five of us in the kitchen and bear the beating and scolding by herself.
One day, my father got drunk again.
But this time, he did something way more horrible.He went into my room and raped me.
As soon as Mom heard my screams, she rushed to stop him.
However, my father kicked her to the ground.
Once she regained her bearing, she went to the kitchen, took a fruit knife, and stabbed my father on
the back.I ran away without looking back.I went to the nearby town and worked as a waitress in a bar.
There I met Edward.
And since then, my life had changed.I recreated myself and became an actress.
Sometime later, I sent someone to inquire about my family.I found out that my mother was put into
prison for murder.
Meanwhile, my father became worse.
He became a degenerate gambler and would not even go home for days on end.
He locked my brothers and sisters at home.
And when the police found them, it was too late.
They had already become cold and stiff corpses.I almost went crazy when I heard the news.
Thanks to Edward, that fiend was thrown into an underground casino in Burma, where he was beaten
so hard that he lost his eyes and got his limbs severed.
He was later thrown into a trash heap, where wild dogs ate him up alive.
Without Edward’s help, I might still be in that bar, being treated like a piece of meat.I would probably
still be insulted by men for no reason, looked at lasciviously, and touched by their filthy hands.
And the worst part was that there was nothing I could do but endure it.
At the thought of this, I clenched the sheets and bit my lower lip, so much so that it bled.
Blood oozed into my mouth, but the only thing I felt was anger.
With tears streaming down my face, I shook my head and said, "Edward did save me, but he dragged
me into another abyss.I wanted to love him wholeheartedly, but he didn’t care about me at all.I have
been with him for years, and yet he refused to marry me!"
Charles chuckled sardonically.
Suddenly, he stood up from his seat and slowly made his way to the bedside.
"Olivia, if you really hated Edward, then why didn’t you just leave him? Let me guess.You didn’t want to
give up the rich and glamorous life that he had given you, did you? Admit it.You’re shallow and selfish."
I opened my mouth to refute his words, but words got stuck in my throat.
The moment Charles walked out of the door, pain and regret surged up like a tide, devouring me whole.
With that, I propped myself up and left the hospital.I returned to the villa where Edward and I used to
live.
Every step brought me a sharp pain in my body.But I did not care.I tried my best to hold out.I arrived at
the villa not long after and went straight to the bedroom upstairs.
When I walked through the door, my legs became weak, and I fell to the ground.I struggled to get up
with all my might.
At last, I made it to the nightstand, took out a USB flash drive, and made a copy of the files inside.
These were evidence of Adam setting Edward up and Simon embezzling the funds of Wilson Group’s
project on the east bank If I were to be put in jail, I must take the two with me.
With the flash drive in hand, I sat on the cold, hardwood floor, and looked around the room.
This was our room.
We had spent countless wonderful nights on this very bed.
Even though sometimes he was unable to control his temper and basically just took me as a substitute
for Caroline’s mother, he had never treated me like trash.
I would just tell him which bag I liked, and he would buy it for me in a heartbeat.
Whenever I told him that I wanted to act in a movie, he would invest in it right away so that I would
have the role that I wanted.
He was actually kind to me.And I was too greedy to see his generosity.
"Edward, I’m sorry.I-I murdered you.I swear to God, I will atone for what I’ve done for the rest of my
life."
I wrapped my arms around my knees and cried my heart out.
Once I got ahold of myself, I backed up the original recording, which told the truth about the death of
Simon’s father.I also copied the edited version which I made to coerce Simon to embezzle the funds of
the project on the east bank.
But before going to the police station, I sent them to Caroline first.
Caroline’s POV:
When I received the flash drive from Olivia and heard the recordings, I realized that Simon had already
emptied the company’s finance behind my back.
I felt a myriad of emotions as I listened to Simon’s voice.
It was unlike him so full of hatred and distrust.
Dad had hidden the truth from Simon in hopes that the latter would grow up into a good man and not
be influenced by the conflicts among the last generation.
This was my father’s way of caring, However, because of speculations, Simon turned his back on my
father and even destroyed the Wilson Group.
I handed the evidence to the police and soon received the news that Simon had been arrested.
After pondering for a moment, I decided to go to the police station to see him.
Simon seemed to have aged overnight.
His handsome face now looked gaunt and haggard.
I had thought I would lose my temper when I saw him.
On the contrary, I was rather calm and composed.
Simon avoided my gaze and pursed his lips nervously.He also kept clenching and loosening his fists.
When he had finally mustered his courage to speak, he raised his head and looked into my eyes.
"Caroline, I’m so sorry."
I walked over to him and sat down.
"Simon, are you sure you know the truth about what had happened that year?"
"You… What do you mean?" Simon asked in confusion.
"Listen to this first."
I took out a recorder from my bag and played it.
"Olivia gave this recording to me.I’m afraid the one you’ve heard before was forged.Simon, my father
had never hurt your father.On the contrary, your father had planned to kidnap mine when they had a
conflict in business.Good thing my Dad was clever, or else he would’ve died in your father’s hands."
"No.That’s not true! You’re lying! Caroline, tell me that’s not true.Tell me!"
Simon roared with anguish.
From the looks on his face, he was on the verge of breaking down.
He was clutching his head tightly with both hands, and his veins on his forehead were bulging.I looked
at him, and a sneer tugged at the corners of my mouth.
"Simon, you know very well how good my father treated you while he was alive.Although I understand
your reason for doing that, I won’t forgive you.From now on, you’re on your own."
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