An Incomplete Divorce

Olivia Blanchet, a woman who always craved his love, mentioned divorce, and Johan scoffed at such a cliché tactic. He didn’t believe she would leave Great Hill until she actually did, unable to accept her love had ended. But what returned to him was not Olivia’s love, but her scandal with Edgar. “Tell me, Olivia. Did you ever truly love me?” “Not anymore.” Johan Leopold shattered. Tell me, Olivia, there must have been a moment when it was good. That your time by my side wasn’t so lonely, so agonizing. Please. “Do you like tennis?” A man’s voice, soft as a spring breeze, asked. “Let’s play a set. If you win just one game, Ms. Blanchet, you win.” Feeling patronized, Olivia was infuriated. “Is it too hard for you?” The man, with a refreshing smile, suddenly chuckled. That moment, a flame ignited in Olivia’s eyes. “Three games. That’s only fair.” Olivia smiled broadly. Moments later, she began unbuttoning her blouse as she bounced the ball for service. Behind Olivia, a maid gasped in shock, while behind Edgar, rakes whistled approval across the green lawn. “Ha!” Edgar exclaimed, breathlessly. “Olivia, no.” “Why?” “Because I dislike it.” Edgar laughed at Johan’s arrogance. Then, his face suddenly turned stern and cold. “Then, try to stop it.”