Sign the Papers

Olivia's pov 

The doctor's words screamed in my mind: He's infertile. He will never father a child. I was ready to take that secret to my grave to protect his pride, while he was inside my sister, mocking my existence.

I didn't know how long I stood there watching as the two people that meant the world to me betrayed me in the worst way possible. I took a shaky step back to leave—and my elbow knocked heavily against the wooden doorframe.

Clang.

The door swung wide open.

Kelvin froze mid-thrust. Evelyn shrieked, scrambling backward and frantically pulling the silk duvet over her bare chest. Kelvin whirled around, his eyes blown wide with pure, naked panic as he snatched a silk robe off the floor, his trembling hands failing twice to loop the belt around his waist.

"Olivia!" Kelvin stammered, his face draining of all color until he looked like a ghost. "What... what are you doing here?"

I stood frozen in the open doorway. My heart was battering against my ribs like a trapped bird, but when I spoke, my voice came out eerily, terrifyingly flat.

"I came home early for our anniversary, Kelvin . Am I interrupting?"

Evelyn’s initial panic vanished in a second. She let out a breathy, arrogant laugh, leaning back against the headboard and letting the silk sheet slip down past her collarbone.

"Well," Evelyn smirked, running a hand through her tangled hair. "I guess the surprise is ruined, big sister.”

"Evelyn..." My voice cracked, raw and broken. "How could you? I gave up my career... I signed a contract to marry a man I barely knew just so his family would pay for your kidney transplant! I gave up my freedom so you wouldn't die on a hospital bed! And this is how you repay me!?"

Evelyn rolled her eyes, casually picking at her red manicured nails. "Oh, please. Don't play the martyr, Olivia. You were an orphan my parents took in out of charity. Paying for my surgery was the bare minimum you owed our family."

Kelvin stepped between us, his panicked expression rapidly hardening into cold, arrogant disdain. He buttoned his robe, looking down at me like I was something dirty he had stepped on.

"Save the dramatic speech, Olivia," Kelvin sneered. "Look at you. You’re broken. Four years of marriage and you haven't produced a single heir. But in less than six months your sister is pregnant with my child.” 

“That's… that's not possible. My voice shook. "The doctor said—"

"The doctor lied to spare your pathetic feelings!" Kelvin barked, cutting me off. "You're useless to me, Olivia. Forget it. Just leave.” 

I stared at his angry, flushed face. He was the infertile one. He was the reason there was no heir. So whatever child Evelyn was carrying, it wasn't his.

I looked at them both—the man I had loved and the sister I had sacrificed everything for. They didn't deserve the truth. They didn't deserve my grace.

"We're done, Kelvin ," I said, my voice dropping an octave, dead and steady. "I want a divorce."

Kelvin smirked, a dangerous, towering look creeping onto his face as he took a heavy step toward me. "A divorce? Are you out of your mind, Olivia?" He scoffed,glaring at me. 

"You don't get to demand a damn thing. Read the contract again. It’s a five-year deal. We have one whole year left, and you are going to sit quietly and fulfill every single day of it."

"I am not staying with you for another second," I snapped, my hands balling into tight fists.

"You'll stay until I say we're done!" Kelvin barked, his voice booming against the walls. "My father is watching every move I make. I need this marriage intact until the board officially makes me the CEO. Once I get the company, I won't need your stupid ass anymore. But until then, you stay right where you are. You don't get to do the dumping here, Olivia. I do."

Evelyn slithered out from under the duvet with a smirk "Don't get too angry, Olivia. I did all of this for you. I was going to hand over the baby to you.” She said, rubbing her flat stomach. 

“Besides, you have nobody except us. My family won't take you back if you ruin this. You're completely useless on your own. Just stay here, shut your mouth, and let us keep feeding and clothing you. Don't act like you're worth anything. You're not a big deal."

My chest ached at each word but my resolve only hardened. 

"I said, I want a divorce," I repeated.

"And I said NO!" Kelvin yelled, reaching out aggressively to snatch my arm. "If you try to walk, I'll sue your adoptive parents for every penny of that kidney surgery fund! I'll ruin you!"

I took a sharp step back out of his reach, pulled my phone out, and unlocked the screen. "You won't sue anyone, Kelvin . And you won't hold me here for another day. There are cameras in this room that have captured all your filth.”

His face drained of color in an instant. 

“What!?” 

“I installed them to monitor the previous maid that kept stealing from us. If you don't sign unconditional divorce papers by nine o'clock tomorrow morning, the video goes straight to your father’s private inbox and remember Maya is a reporter. They live for news like this.”

Kelvin froze mid-stride, his chest heaving. He knew his father. He would strip him of his inheritance and kick him off the board before the sun set tomorrow.

"You... you evil bitch," Kelvin hissed, his eyes bloodshot. "Fine! I'll sign the damn papers tomorrow! But you keep your mouth shut about this. Not a single word to my father, or I swear to God—"

"Sign the papers, and the video stays buried," I interrupted flatly. "Nine AM. My lawyer's office."

I turned on my heel and walked out.