Chapter 271

Nathaniel's fists clenched tightly, but ultimately, he had no choice but to release them.

If he actually threw a punch at Dominic now, their fragile reconciliation would shatter. The three friends had only just begun to mend their strained relationship after years of distance.

"Fine! You've dragged this mess out for years, and I'm sick of it!" Nathaniel snapped, his voice sharp with frustration. "Do whatever the hell you want. I'm done."

With that, he turned on his heel and stormed off. He had bigger problems to deal with—like the looming criminal case that threatened to land him behind bars for a long time.

His father had warned him: this week was his last chance at freedom. If he lost this case, his future would be ruined.

Right now, he needed a top-tier lawyer. And the only one capable of winning this case was Alexander Graves.

But Alexander worked for Isabella Lockhart—the very woman Nathaniel had just publicly clashed with.

He was screwed.

"Mr. Sinclair," Dominic said once Nathaniel was gone, his tone respectful but firm. "Mrs. Sinclair, I apologize for the trouble I've caused. I'll do everything in my power to make it right. For now, let's focus on Olivia's recovery. If you'll excuse me."

He bowed slightly, his words polite but his stance unyielding.

Olivia's mother couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She grabbed Dominic's arm desperately. "Dominic, please! You and Olivia have been together for years. How can you just walk away? Both families approved of this marriage. You're perfect for each other—love isn't everything in a relationship!"

Dominic smiled faintly. "You're right. But I'm tired—of being the perfect son, the perfect friend, the perfect boyfriend. I'm done living by other people's expectations."

He paused, then added, "Ethan is single now. So is Olivia. If they want to rekindle what they had, I won't stand in their way. In fact, I'd be happy for them."

Olivia's mother gasped. "You're jealous! You think she still loves him, but that's not true! She just—"

The door behind them swung open.

Olivia stood there, her face pale.

"Mom, stop!" Her voice trembled with humiliation. "I respect his decision. Let him go. Don't make this harder than it already is."

The truth was, she had known for a while that Dominic no longer loved her. She had hoped this day would come before the wedding—before she became a divorcee.

Her suicide attempt wasn't just because of Ethan's betrayal.

It was because Dominic had grown cold.

These men had stopped loving her, and that realization had broken her.

Dominic met her gaze, his expression apologetic but resolute. "You never stopped loving Ethan. Now that he's free, go after him."

Just then, the elevator doors opened—and Ethan stepped out.