Chapter 375

"Yes," Evelyn replied, her fingers tightening around the phone. "Olivia, I just discovered something shocking today—a wager between Leonard and Nathan."

Her voice quivered as she revealed the unsettling details, each word tasting bitter on her tongue.

Olivia grasped the core of Evelyn's distress immediately. "You're afraid that once the divorce is finalized, Nathan will marry Serena without hesitation, aren't you?" she probed gently.

Evelyn's lashes fluttered downward, her teeth sinking into her lower lip.

After a weighted pause, she confessed in a hushed tone, "I know he'll be with Serena after we're divorced, but... The idea of them exchanging vows right after our papers are signed... It makes my stomach twist."

Olivia's response was tender yet firm. "Evelyn darling, you're missing the crucial point here. This isn't about Nathan and Serena's future plans."

The real question is whether you truly want this divorce at all.

If you proceed, Nathan's life becomes none of your concern."

She continued after a deliberate beat, "Let me ask you this: when you're with Nathan, does he bring you more happiness or more heartache? Answer that, and you'll know what to do."

Evelyn's breath caught—the simplicity of the question striking like lightning.

Suddenly, the fog in her mind began to clear.

Silence stretched between them.

Then, a slow exhale. "I think... I understand now. Thank you," she murmured.

Olivia's voice softened like velvet. "Don't let others dictate your path. Listen to your heart."

"I will," Evelyn affirmed, resolve crystallizing in her chest. "It's late, Olivia. I should let you rest. Goodnight."

"Sweet dreams," Olivia replied.

As the call ended, Evelyn placed her phone aside and sank into the pillows.

For the first time in months, the weight on her shoulders lightened.

The tangled threads of her thoughts unraveled, revealing a clear path forward.

Even the air in the room felt easier to breathe.

Nathan never came to bed that night, choosing instead to brood in his study.

With Leonard's birthday gala looming tomorrow, he had his own demons to wrestle.

Morning found Evelyn calling in sick, her body still recovering from yesterday's emotional storm.

She spent the golden hours at the Grant estate with Leonard and Margaret, finding solace in their quiet company.

By afternoon, Ethan arrived to escort her home.

As dusk fell, the Grant mansion transformed into a glittering spectacle, drawing the city's elite like moths to flame.

Leonard's rare public appearance—a coveted invitation indeed, given his reclusive nature in recent years.