The Day My Contract Ended I Married Another Man novel Chapter 38

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Five years ago, Olivia was in a car accident while trying to save her family. She ended up in a coma and became a vegetative patient.

Five years later, she finally woke up, only to find that everything had changed.

Her parents and brother had taken in a foster daughter named Lillian. They doted on her endlessly. Even Ethan, Olivia’s childhood sweetheart and fiancé, looked at Lillian as if she were

someone special.

They told Olivia they’d adopted Lillian because they missed her too much.

But Olivia couldn’t accept it. She insisted they send Lillian away.

And then, on the way to do just that, there was a fatal car crash. Her parents and Lillian died on the

spot.

From that moment on, Sebastian and Ethan’s love for her had curdled into hatred.

They said if she hadn’t forced them to send Lillian away, those three lives wouldn’t have been lost.

So they tormented her, punished her, and Olivia bore it all, believing she was at fault.

Three years later, her body was broken. Her spirit was crushed. And the final blow came when the

doctors told her she had late–stage cancer.

She had less than a month to live.

Then one day, wandering half–conscious past a hotel, she saw them, her supposedly dead parents,

her brother Sebastian, and Ethan, seated around a table.

They were celebrating Lillian’s birthday.

Lillian wore a crown, beaming happily as if she had stepped out of a fairytale.

Olivia stood outside, frozen. The sight struck her like lightning.

Before she could even process what she was seeing, she heard Ethan say, “Olivia’s already learned her lesson. How much longer do we need to keep this act going?”

Sebastian let out a low chuckle. “Let’s wait until her birthday next month to tell her the truth. Make her suffer a little longer. That way, she’ll think twice before trying to kick Lillian out again.”

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Her mother sighed. “Olivia’s too stubborn. If we don’t teach her a proper lesson, she’ll never learn to accept Lillian.”

Her father nodded. “After this fake death stunt, she’ll never dare go against Lillian again.”

At that moment, she stood frozen at the door, feeling as if all the blood had drained from her body.

It was all a lie.

They hadn’t died.

They had staged everything, just to force her to accept Lillian. They’d made her live in guilt, in grief, in pain… all for a lie.

How ridiculous.

Her own parents, her brother, and the man who had once promised to love her forever–had

played her for a fool, just for a foster daughter.

But what they didn’t know was that she didn’t have a month left.

She wouldn’t live long enough for their so–called “mercy.”

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Inside the hotel, laughter rang out, but Olivia couldn’t bear to see any more. She stumbled away,

her head flooded with three years of nightmares.

For three years, every single day had been torment.

She dreamed over and over of that burning car, of her parents screaming for help inside the

flames, and of Lillian’s terrified eyes.

So she took every punishment Ethan and Sebastian gave her.

She endured Ethan choking her night after night, repeating, “You killed them.”

She endured Sebastian locking her in a room filled with candlelight and their smiling portraits for

three days and nights, whispering apologies until her voice broke.

She endured copying the words “I was wrong” over and over until her fingers bled.

And yet, none of it had been real.

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She staggered back home and vomited blood the moment she stepped through the door.

In the bathroom, she collapsed over the toilet, blood and tears pouring out in waves.

Her hands shook as she reached for the painkillers. She swallowed them dry, flushed away the blood, and had barely stood upright when the door burst open.

“I’ve been calling you–what, playing dead now? Who are you trying to fool?” Sebastian stood in the doorway, his face ice cold. “Are you trying to dodge your punishment again?”

Ethan frowned. “Why are you on the floor?”

Olivia didn’t answer. She just looked up with dull eyes. “What is it this time?”

The two men exchanged a glance.

Ethan said lightly, “Go to Maplewood and get Vivi some warm cinnamon rolls.”

Olivia tugged at the corner of her mouth and gave a bitter smile.

Vivi. Vivian.

That was the woman they’d brought home a month after “Lillian’s death.” A woman who looked

exactly like her.

At the time, Olivia had naively believed they’d just found a stand–in to comfort themselves.

But now she understood.

Vivian wasn’t a substitute. That was Lillian herself. She never died.

They didn’t even bother changing her name, just switched “Lillian” to “Vivian,” which sounded

similar.

“Fine. I’ll go.”

She no longer had the strength to argue. She was going to die anyway. Nothing mattered anymore.

The cake shop in Maplewood had a two–hour wait. Olivia stood under the blazing sun, her vision

swimming.

The first time she brought the cinnamon rolls back, Vivian scoffed, “They’re too dry.”

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The second time, “The icing’s way too thick.”

The third, “They’re a little burnt.‘

By the seventh time, after trudging back through the streets and barely holding herself upright, she finally got what Vivian called the “perfect” cinnamon rolls.

On the way back, as she crossed the street, someone on an electric scooter veered too close and

slammed into her.

The rider didn’t stop.

Bleeding from her palms and knees, she limped the rest of the way home, one foot dragging

behind the other.

“Here’s your cinnamon rolls.” Olivia handed the bag to Vivian.

“Holy crap!” Vivian shrieked the moment she opened the box. “Blood! There’s blood on it!”

Ethan and Sebastian rushed in at the scream. The moment the door opened, Vivian threw herself

into their arms, sobbing.

“Ethan, Sebastian, if she didn’t want to buy it for me, she could’ve just said so, but why disgust me with something bloody?”

Ethan’s and Sebastian’s faces darkened as they saw the blood–stained cinnamon rolls.

“Did you do this on purpose?” Ethan asked coldly.

Olivia leaned weakly against the wall, her legs still aching from the accident. “No. I got hit by an e–scooter on the way back. The blood must’ve gotten on it then.”

“Hit by a scooter?” Sebastian sneered, striding over. “Do you take me for a fool? Do you expect me to believe you got hit by a scooter and you’re still standing here without a scratch?”

He grabbed her wrist. “Since you love to lie so much, let’s make that lie come true. Drag her to the

back lawn.”

Two bodyguards immediately flanked her, dragging her out to the lawn behind the estate like she was nothing more than livestock. Her knees scraped against the gravel path, leaving her skin torn and bloody, but no one cared.

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At the center of the lawn, Ethan and Sebastian were already seated inside a black Maybach, engine growling like the whisper of the Grim Reaper.

“Ethan… Sebastian…” Olivia struggled to push herself up. “I really…”

She didn’t finish. The car roared to life.

“BANG!”

Pain exploded through every nerve in her body.

She was thrown into the air like a ragdoll, crashing several feet away onto the grass.

Blood spurted from her mouth as her vision went dark.

And she lost consciousness.

No one knew how much time had passed.

When she came to, the sharp scent of antiseptic burned her nostrils. Olivia’s consciousness slowly

drifted back.

She opened her eyes with effort. The hospital ceiling lights blurred above her.

“How is there so much blood?”

Outside the room, Ethan’s voice came through, low and confused. “We just tapped her with the

car.”

“Exactly,” Sebastian’s tone followed, equally shocked. “We were careful with the impact.‘

The doctor sighed wearily.

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“She’s already in late–stage cancer. The tumors have already spread aggressively. A hit like that will only accelerate her death.”

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