Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9

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Ethan didn’t even look at me.

He pulled off his suit jacket, crouched down, and covered Chole’s naked body like I wasn’t even there. She whim- pered against his shoulder. He brushed her hair back gently.

“Get out,” he said without glancing up.

I stood frozen, lips slightly parted.

“Get out, Olivia.”

My chest tightened.

Reed hurried over and grabbed my arm just as my knees buckled. “Luna, are you okay?”

I didn’t answer right away. My jaw clenched so tight it ached. My eyes were burning, but I wasn’t going to cry. Not in front of them.

“You make me sick, Ethan” I finally muttered, shaking Reed off.

“Wait-at least let me-”

“No.”

I pushed his hand away. Every step out of that room felt like my spine was being snapped from the inside. I didn’t care. I’d rather crawl than let Ethan think I needed help.

I didn’t look back, but I could feel Ethan watching. I captured a slight guilt in his eyes, but I didn’t care.

I drove to my new home. When the elevator was already open. I stepped inside and leaned back against the wall, the cold surface helping a little. I sucked in a sharp breath.

Yve stirred inside me. ‘You don’t have to hold it in.’

“I don’t want to see his face ever again,” I mumbled under my breath. “I really want this to be over now.”

“We are over him already,” Yve said firmly.

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Being so overwhelmed by everything, I finally decided to call Ava.

“Hey,” I said, trying to sound normal.

There was a pause. “Where are you?” Her voice was sharp. She knew something was off.

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“New home, I’ll text you the address.”

I hung up and let the phone slide out of my hand, leaning back against the elevator wall. My eyes closed on their own.

I wasn’t crying. I wasn’t. I just… couldn’t think straight. Like my head was floating somewhere and my body was

stuck here.

Ava knows me too well. She’s a well-known werewolf matrimonial attorney, but to me, she’s my childhood friend. The one person who always sees through me.

Since the day I found out about Ethan and Chole, I’ve been miserable. Quietly miserable. But steady. I was focused. I had been preparing for the divorce, staying calm, acting like I had it together.

I never cried. Not once.

But this… today… this was different.

I wouldn’t be like this if I wasn’t pushed to my limit.

It felt like something inside me had finally snapped. Like my thoughts were being pulled into some deep, dark hole and I couldn’t stop the fall.

I didn’t know how long I stood like that.

Then a voice broke the silence.

“You okay?” I jerked up. A tall man stood beside me. Broad shoulders. Sharp jawline. His black suit looked expen- sive and fit too well. His pale skin made the dark fabric stand out even more.

My eyes moved up, and then stopped on his face.

That face. Cold eyes. Familiar eyes. My mouth opened before I could stop it. “Mr. Suit… ”

He raised an eyebrow. Then he leaned closer.

I flinched. “What are you-?”

Then he reached past me and pressed the fingerprint scanner.

I blinked. The elevator hadn’t moved because I forgot to scan. And I was standing in front of the panel the whole time.

God it was awkward.

Yve started laughing. I told her to shut up.

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I laughed bitterly. “Impulse. And I was fine. Honestly, I’ve been holding it together. But today… today just hit a

nerve.”

She looked at me, frowning. “You’ve got two weeks left. Don’t let them break you.”

“They won’t. But if I see them again, I might just throw up.”

Ava chuckled. “Don’t. Bad for your stomach.”

I smiled, relaxing a little. Her hands worked on my back and the pain started to dull.

By the time it got dark, I felt like I could finally breathe.

That’s when Ava’s phone buzzed again.

She glanced at the screen. “It’s Ethan. Tenth call.”

She walked to the balcony to answer.

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“Ethan,” she said, her voice cold, “shouldn’t you be celebrating? Olivia’s finally missing. No one’s stopping you now. Go screw around with that slut as much as you want.”

Then I heard Ethan’s voice on the line through my senses. Quiet. Raspy. “Put her on. I need to talk to her.”

Ava snorted. “Can’t. Don’t know where she is. Maybe she was too upset and jumped in a river. Maybe you should

too.”

She hung up. A second later, her phone rang again.

“I’ll get it,” I said. I answered.

Silence at first, then a slow breath. “Olivia… where are you? I’ll come pick you up. Is your back okay? Does it still

hurt?”

I didn’t answer. I just stared ahead, the phone still pressed to my ear.

What a hypocrite. Now he pretends to care.

It made me sick.