It took Olivia two hours to get back to the Chen family villa.

Her mother-in-law, Brenda, had been monitoring her closely, fearing that she would waste the Chen family's money. Even if she just wanted to buy food from the market, she had to ask permission from her mother-in-law. She never had any money with her.

So she had to walk back to the house.

The moment she entered, she saw Brenda, busy preparing some fruit for Janet to eat.

Freddie sat sideways, turned toward Janet, his smiling gaze fixed on her slightly bulging abdomen. There was a gentleness on his face that Olivia had never seen before.

They looked like a harmonious family.

She pushed the door open.

Brenda’s smile collapsed. "You still have the nerve to come back?” she said to Olivia. “Janet, don't worry about her. I'll peel these fruits for you."

With a worried expression on her face, Janet held her waist and tried to stand up.

Freddie squeezed her hand. "Just sit here,” he said to Janet, “and chat with Mom."

He stood up, his tall, straight figure creating an oppressive feeling. "Olivia,” he said, “come with me."

They went to the second floor, where their shared bedroom was.

Unfortunately, one could count on one hand how many times Freddie had been in that room in the last four years. Most of the time, he’d stayed in his study.

After they entered the room, he sat on the bed and lit a cigarette. With a cold voice, he said, "Tell me your terms."

Olivia was stunned. "What?"

"How much money do you want to divorce me?" Freddie sneered. "Didn't you marry me for money?"

His words struck her like a lightning bolt.

"I married you because—"

Because I've always liked you, she thought; but she couldn’t voice it out loud.

Instead, she wiped away her tears and said, "It was because of Grandfather's last wish."