His Abandoned Wife Is A Billionaire Heiress

Olivia’s POV

“Oh, look who we have here? It’s my husband’s mistress!” I mocked with a soft chuckle.

I didn’t care if this sound childish. I just needed to remind her—that I was still Daniel’s wife. I needed to do something to provoke her too, to make her feel even a fraction of the pain I was feeling right now.

“How dare you mock me?!” she snapped angrily.

My eyes widened in horror as she suddenly shoved me roughly against the wall and choke me with her hand, trying to strangle me. I struggled desperately to break free from her grip, but she was far stronger than I was.

I looked around frantically, hoping someone would notice and help me out, but everyone seemed too engrossed in their conversations to pay us any attention.

“Just die, and I will have Dan all to myself!” she hissed venomously.

With the little strength I had left, I fought to pry her hands off my neck. And suddenly, she stopped choking me and shoved me away with force.

A wicked grin slowly spread across her face, making her look absolutely terrifying.

“You know what? I’m not going to let things go your way. This time, I will make sure I get exactly what I want,” she said with a dangerous smirk.

And before I could react, she suddenly stabbed herself with something— I had no idea what it was, and she let out an ear-piercing scream that instantly drew everyone’s attention.

I tried to stop her, but it was already too late.

People came rushing toward us, shrieking in horror at the scene before them. Their voices gradually faded into the distance as darkness slowly consumed my vision.

•

I slowly opened my eyes, wincing as a sharp pain shot through my head. Looking around the unfamiliar room, I realized I was in a hospital.

The memories came flooding back— Juliana had tried to hurt me but ended up hurting herself instead.

I climbed out of bed and walked out of the room, only to see Daniel standing with his back facing me outside the room opposite mine.

“Dan…” I called softly.

“Finally, the witch is awake,” Aunt Chloe said, turning to glare at me with eyes that pierced straight through my soul.

Aunt Chloe was Daniel’s favorite aunt. She had never liked me from the very day he announced that he was going to marry me. In her eyes, I was never worthy of being Daniel’s wife.

“Aunt Chloe, I—”

“Spare me the details. I don’t care to hear a single word you have to say,” she interrupted coldly. “And once you’re done looking around, drag your miserable self to the police station and turn yourself in.”

“P… police station? W-why? What have I done wrong?” I stammered, my voice trembling with confusion and fear.

“You’re asking what you’ve done?” Lauren, Aunt Chloe’s daughter, sneered. “Are you insane? After trying to kill someone, you still have the audacity to ask such a ridiculous question?”

“What? You’re saying I tried to kill her? But I didn’t!” I protested desperately.

I looked from one face to another, and then it finally hit me.

This was Juliana’s plan all along.

She had deliberately framed me for the injuries she inflicted on herself.

I couldn’t believe they were all choosing to believe her without even giving me the chance to explain my side of the story.

I shook my head repeatedly. “Please… believe me. I didn’t do it,” I pleaded.

Throughout my marriage to Daniel, I had always been a submissive wife, never daring to go against his family. Despite being married to a billionaire, I never complained, even when I was expected to wash dishes, do household chores, and work alongside the maids.

I had no one to stand up for me except my mother-in-law, who had always defended me whenever I was treated unfairly.

“I beg you… just this once, please believe me. I’ve always tried to be a good daughter-in-law to this family despite everything you’ve done to me!” I cried, my voice filled with frustration and desperation.

Aunt Chloe slowly walked toward me, her face twisted with rage. And without warning, her hand struck my face with a hard slap.

“How dare you! How dare you speak to me in that tone?”

“But I—”

“Shut up!” she snapped before I could finish. “You’ve made the biggest mistake of your life by trying to harm the Minister’s daughter! Who do you think you are? How dare you try to ruin my nephew’s happiness? Didn’t you think about the consequences before trying to kill her? What if you had succeeded?”

Every word she spoke made me feel more worthless and hopeless.

At that moment, all I wanted was for my mother-in-law to be here. But she was out of the country.

Why was this happening to me now?

Why was I the one being treated like the villain while Juliana was playing the victim?

“Aunt Chloe, please don’t be too hard on her. I must have hurt her deeply for her to react this way. Any woman in her position would have done the same. After all, I’m engaged to her husband and was publicly introduced as his fiancée tonight. That must have been very painful for her,” Juliana said, pretending to be sympathetic.

At the same time, everyone immediately rushed to comfort her.

And I didn’t miss the triumphant smirk she secretly threw in my direction.

“No, dear. Don’t say that. None of this is your fault, okay?” Aunt Chloe said gently as she crouched beside Juliana’s bed and wrapped her in a comforting embrace, softly patting her back.

She had never spoken to me with such warmth.

I was about to speak when I heard the familiar voice I had longed for behind me.

“Olivia… do you even realize what you’ve done?”

After over a month of avoiding me like a plague, my husband was finally standing in front of me again.

I had missed him so much. I had missed his touch. I had missed the warmth in his eyes whenever he looked at me.

“My love, I… I didn’t… I…” I struggled to find the right words to say.

I had always been like this around him— like a little girl, too afraid to raise my voice or disagree with him because I never wanted to upset him.

“Please believe me, my love. I didn’t do this to her,” I pleaded, staring desperately into his eyes, praying he would see the truth.

He stepped closer and gently cupped my cheeks.

“Dan, I didn’t do it. You have to believe me. Think about it… why would I want to hurt her? What would I possibly gain from doing something that would only make you angry with me?”

For a brief moment, I thought my old husband had returned.

The warmth in his eyes made me believe he trusted me, but the next word that came out of his mouth crushed me so badly.

“Olivia, this isn’t a small matter. Her parents are already involved, and if I don’t handle this the way I ought to, I will lose everything. The entire empire will go to Ethan, and I’m not prepared to let that happen. How about you just admit you were wrong? I will forgive you, and I will speak to her parents myself to convince them to forgive you too.”

Before I could even respond, Juliana suddenly let out a pained cry.

“Babe! Oh my God… argh! Our baby!” she screamed, clutching her stomach tightly.

“Our… baby?” I whispered, taking an unsteady step backward as my knees nearly gave way beneath me.