Goodbye Forever Ex-Husband (by Ammund) novel Chapter 66

CHAPTER 066

OLIVIA’S POV

“Tell me, Olivia, would you like going back to that life?” my dad pressed, his eyes. narrowing slightly as if he was trying to convince himself more than me. “Even though you were too small to realize what was going on back then, I knew you hated it- barely eating three meals a day, struggling every moment.“”

His words hit me like shards of glass, but I refused to let him twist this into something noble. My voice rose, trembling with emotion. “You were doing this for the family? No,” I said sharply, my eyes burning with tears, “you were doing this for yourselves. Don’t pretend it was ever about me.”

I took a shaky breath, my hands clenching into fists at my sides. “You claim you were doing this for the family, right?” My voice cracked, but I forced myself to go on, my chest tightening with every word. “The day I came to you and Mom, telling you that Adrian had a psycho woman in his life, the same woman he was cheating on me with… what did you say?” My voice rose, echoing in the room. “You took his side! You told me I was being childish, that I was overreacting, and then – then you had the nerve to tell me to go back to him!”

I could feel the lump in my throat as memories flooded in, raw and painful.

“This same woman had a hand in my child’s death,” I spat, my voice trembling as my eyes welled with fresh tears. My vision blurred, but I kept going. I had to. “I was lying there in the hospital, broken, devastated, and completely alone. And when I came back to you, desperate for comfort, for something–anything–you told me to go back to Adrian.” My voice cracked again, and I felt my knees weaken, but I stood firm. “You both completely ignored my pain, and neglected my feelings like they were meaningless.”

My mother, who had been silent until now, let out a long, exar

sigh. She lowered herself into a seat, her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose as if she were the one suffering. Not a single trace of remorse crossed her face. Not even a flicker.

–

It was like I was an inconvenience to her like my pain was an annoying fly buzzing around her head.

Was that it?

Had I become nothing but a disturbance to them?

The thought pierced me deeper than anything else. All these years, I had tried so hard to be the daughter they expected, to make them proud, to earn their love. But now, I saw it so clearly – I had been no successfully unlocked! I, something to be used and

discarded.

“Look, Olivia, you’re just overreacting,” my dad scoffed, waving his hand dismissively as he walked toward the kitchen, probably to fetch himself a glass of water as if we

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were just having an everyday argument about dinner plans. His casualness made my stomach turn.

“You’re not the first orphan, okay?” he added coldly from the kitchen doorway, not even looking back at me. “I expected you to act a bit more mature about this situation. You’re acting like a teenager throwing a tantrum.”

or maybe he did,

His words sliced through me like a blade. He still didn’t understand and he just didn’t care. Either way, the pain felt unbearable.

There he goes again with the same tired, dismissive remarks. Calling me childish, telling me I’m overreacting. It was always the same with them. They never once stopped to actually listen to me, to see me. And now I finally understood why.

It’s all clear to me now.

My dad strolled back into the living room, a glass of water in his hand, as if nothing had happened, as if my entire world hadn’t just come crashing down around me. He took a casual sip, then continued like he was giving me life advice I had asked for.

n this world likes poverty, certainly not this family, yes we never asked you ow you felt because your opinion was bad for the family, if everyone asked one how they felt we wouldn’t be here.” My dad said taking a seat, his voice firm.

Why did you adopt me exactly, if you knew you were just going to use me,” I asked.

A bitter laugh escaped my lips, surprising even myself. “Villains?” I repeated, my voice low and shaky. “No, you’re not villains. Villains at least own what they’ve done.”

“You’re not villains,” I continued, my gaze hardening as I looked between them. “You’re cowards hiding behind the excuse of sacrifice, blaming me for feeling the pain your caused.” I paused “I guess it’s true then? Everything I found on Adrian’s laptop about you people is all true.” I said.

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