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Chapter 872
Elegance Gardens.
After Olivia left, Zac sat in his study and did not move.
He wanted to divorce her, to make her hate him so she would leave him alone and never care about the Quinton
family's affairs again.
However, that was not what he wanted deep down.
Zac did not want her to think he was a devil or a murderer.
He had sworn to hide it from her for the rest of his life because he did not want her to hate him.
Besides, he knew her too well.
She would hate him, but she would hate herself even more.
No! He did not want that...
Ever since the night he lost his temper, it had been difficult for him and Olivia to be on good terms again because
he could not be magnanimous anymore.
Then, he thought of using this and asked Jamie to help him put on an act. He tried to deceive Olivia and make her
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He would help her get her revenge. All he wanted was for her to be happy.
However, now...
There was no going back, and she would never look for him again.
Zac's hands trembled upon thinking that.
Everything he had cared for so carefully fell apart.
He could not think of a way to deal with this mess, but he was unwilling to give her up!
It was not what he wanted!
He swept all the books on the table to the ground.
No! He needed to fix this! He had to do something.
"Godmother, what's the matter? Uncle... Quinton? This place II
Sam appeared in the doorway from nowhere. Looking at the mess on the floor, he was shocked. "Uncle Quinton,
where is my godmother?"
He looked around and did not see Olivia. So, he grabbed Zac and asked, "What have you done to my godmother?
Are you bullying her? Godmother had been having a difficult time lately. Can't you be nicer to her?"
Zac glanced at Sam expressionlessly. "She is not here. She left."
"Why? What the hell did you do to Godmother? Your sudden mention of divorce has left her helpless. Why are you
bullying her? Why did you marry her if you don't love her?'
Facing Sam, who had gone berserk and was questioning him, Zac remained silent and said nothing.
What could he say?
He could not say he married her because he wanted to protect her.
Telling him the reason they quarreled would not be a good choice either.
He could not say anything. Letting Sam know the truth was the last thing he would ever do!
That was the only thing he could do for her. He could only keep the secret!
"Uncle Quinton, say something. Where did she go? She is not well. Do you know that? She just got discharged from
the hospital and hasn't recovered yet. This kind of weather..."
Zac did not pay attention to anything Sam said except, 'She just got discharged from the hospital.'
Olivia was hospitalized.
Zac was bewildered that he knew nothing about it.
What the hell was he doing all this time?
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At this moment, the sound of a cup falling on the floor came from the door. Mrs. Simmons held Sam and said,
"What did you say? Ms. Larson was in the hospital?"
Sam quickly covered his mouth and gulped, not knowing what to do.
"Speak! What happened to her?"
"Godmother... said it was just a common cold."
"Impossible!"
Mrs. Simmons did not believe it. "If it was a cold, she would not have to deceive me. It must be a cancer relapse."
Then, she turned around and ran out. "I must go and find her. It would be bad if she got ill outside."
"I’ll go with you!"
Sam ran out of the study behind Mrs. Simmons, leaving only Zac in the room with the scattered books on the
ground.
He closed his eyes, slowly thinking, 'Li v, what you saw wasn't real.
'It isn't...'