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Chapter 135.5

Penulis: Tarina
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Olivia

I didn’t know if it was real or if I was already spiraling into madness.

When dawn finally broke, I was still crumpled on the cold floor, too shattered to move. I didn’t want to wake up I just stayed there, letting the tears flood freely once again.

And Sebastian was still nowhere in sight.

I’d stopped trying to call him. I gave up on the phone, on hope. Quietly, I packed my things moving fast, desperate to leave before anyone noticed. It was still early; the world outside was just stirring awake. I left the divorce papers, those damned, cruel papers, right there on the bed. A silent message: I knew.

When I finally arrived at the mansion, some of the staff trickled over, offering sympathy and soft words. I gave them a smile, careful to sound steady. But inside? I was shattered glass, barely holding myself together.

I crept upstairs, the weight of grief anchoring every step, and eased onto the bed. My body felt empty, exhausted beyond measure.

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  • Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You    Chapter 140

    Olivia I jolted awake with a violent shiver, the sting of cold searing straight through my bones. Water clung to my skin in icy rivulets, soaking my clothes until they felt like heavy, suffocating rags plastered to my body. My teeth chattered uncontrollably, each breath leaving pale fog curling in the air. For a moment, I prayed it was a nightmare. God, let this be a nightmare. But no dream ever felt this mercilessly real. The chair beneath me was hard, unyielding, its edges digging into my thighs. My wrists throbbed, skin raw where the ropes cut deep. Every time I tugged, the fibers only bit harder, cruelly reminding me that whoever tied me wasn’t sloppy, they wanted me to suffer. My ankles were bound too, cinched so tight I could barely move a toe. Something heavy weighed down the legs of the chair, chains maybe. I was trapped, locked in place like an animal waiting for slaughter. “W-Where... where am I?” My whisper cracked in the silence, swallowed by the suffocating dark.

  • Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You    Chapter 139

    Sebastian “Lena's gone.” The words didn’t hit at first, they slid into the room like smoke, quiet and deadly. I blinked, trying to process. “Wait… what? Mom, what the hell are you talking about?” My mother was pacing the living room like a caged animal, her silk robe dragging across the polished floor. Her hands shook as she clutched her phone like it was a lifeline. “She called me last night,” she stammered, voice high, frantic. “She said she was with Olivia. But this morning, nothing. Then Julian…” She froze, her throat tightening before she forced the words out. “Julian called me. He said he has Lena. And he gave me twenty-four hours to get you to sign the divorce papers.” My stomach lurched. I shot to my feet so fast the chair scraped back with a screech. “What?” “He sounded… cold, Sebastian. I know Julian’s cruelty, this wasn’t bluff. If you don’t do something, he’ll hurt her.” A bitter laugh escaped me, sharp and humorless. “Lena’s his daughter too. He wouldn’t—” “Do

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  • Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You    Chapter 137.5

    “You won’t be alone when you do,” Lena murmured, her voice low but fierce. “We’ll catch you before you hit the ground.” The quiet that followed wasn’t the suffocating, coffin-lid kind—it was softer this time, like a blanket laid over a wound. I didn’t hold back anymore. The tears spilled hot and fast, each one prying apart the iron band that had been squeezing my chest for days. “Okay,” I breathed, barely audible even to myself. “Take me to them.” Sebastian’s mother turned from the window, her face a careful blend of gentleness and steel. “We’ll go in the morning,” she said. “Tonight, you rest. You’ll need every ounce of strength you can get.” I nodded, slower this time, letting the weight of her words settle over me. “Thank you… both of you.” Lena pressed her lips to my temple, and for the first time in days, I felt something close to relief. Tomorrow, I’d finally stand before my parents. Tomorrow, I’d silence the vultures whispering that I hated them. --- Morning came too fa

  • Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You    Chapter 137

    Olivia A soft knock broke the quiet, hesitant like the person on the other side wasn’t sure if they should even be here. The door eased open, and Sebastian’s mother peeked in, her expression tentative, almost apologetic, before stepping inside. Lena trailed after her, both of them moving like the floor might crack under their weight, careful, slow, deliberate. Sebastian’s mom perched on the edge of my bed, her movements delicate, as though afraid one wrong shift would shatter me completely. Lena slid into the space beside me, her presence warm but fragile, like she was holding her breath. “Olivia…” his mother began, her voice thick with something between sympathy and sorrow. “I wish I could tell you it’s going to be okay, but I can’t. Losing both parents…” She exhaled slowly, shaking her head. “There’s no easy way to survive that.” I forced my hands to still, but they wouldn’t listen. My fingers trembled as if my body had decided to betray me in front of them. Lena’s cool, soft

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