Olivia North

I arrived at Jowee's place in less than an hour. I rang her doorbell and not even a half second, it opened and Jowee was surprised to see me in this state, disheveled and full of bruises. I saw anger in her eyes while she's examining my whole body.

I didn't make any effort to move from where I was standing, I just felt her grab my arm and pulled me into her couch.

"Who did this to you? Who slapped you? Who scratched you? Who the fuck did this to you, Olivia?" she asked me angrily but ai had no will to answer any of her questions so I just stayed silent and hiccuped.

"Joanne, bring me the first aid kit, ice pack, a wet towel, a basin of water and a glass of water." she barked orders at her housekeeper in which the latter obeyed. Jowee offered me the glass of water and I drank half of it. 

After she placed the glass on the coffee table, she wiped my face with the towel and I flinched when it grazed my cheeks. Then she wipes my arm and gently wiped the areas where Rebecca had scratched me. After that, she applied povidone iodine to the scratches and applied the plaster.

She helped me to her room and gave me a set of her pyjamas. After I changed, I went to her bed and leaned my back on the headboard, copying what she's doing.

"Are you ready to tell me now?" she asked strictly and I nodded.

I told her everything from the start, from what happened two weeks ago up to what happened in the party. I cried again harder this time and she hugged me tightly. She caressed my hair and whispered soothing words to calm me down.

I faced her after my tears dried down.

"Jowee, I swear I didn't know what did I do wrong. I just brought him lunch because Didith told me that he hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. Was I wrong to force him eat even just a tiny bit? Or was I being clingy? Was it because I texted him to remind him to eat and to take a rest? Jowee, tell me what I did wrong? Please! I'm sick and tired of being kept in the dark. For these past two weeks I've been rummaging my brain for answers and yet I couldn't find any. Jowee, please tell me!" I cried again until I have no more tears left to cry.

"You did nothing wrong, Livy. It's he who did something wrong. From now on, Olivia, you will not step foot in that house. Everytime you're there you always get humiliated and insulted. You've endured all of it. They even disrespected you when all you did is to give your respect to them. And to top it all up, they chose to believe that ugly parrot without letting you explain your side." she paused and made me face her.

"If Nick really loves you, Livy, he will not humiliate you in front of so many people and he will listen to your explanation. Then he will treat these fucking scratches. He will take care of you but instead, he sided with that Rebecca. If that's what he called love then I think he's fucking crazy." Jowee spat those words and hugged me tightly. We stayed like that for a minute until I decided to break the silence.

"Jowee." I called her and she hummed and I spoke, "Thank you for being my friend. For believing in me." I smiled at her and she also smiled at me.

"Of course I'll believe you, we're sisters and I love you, sweetie." she said to me and I laid on my back and hugged her.

"I love you too." with that, I went in to slumber.

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I woke up when I heard Erin's voice and the feeling of someone's rolling up the sleeves of my pyjamas. I opened my eyes and saw Erin furiously rolling up my sleeves. When she saw me already woken up, she examined my face and she became even more furious.

"Olivia, does it still hurt? Why didn't you call me? Why didn't you tell us that there's something going on with you and Niccolo? And who did this to you? Rebecca? That bitch. How dare she lift a hand on you? I will let her pay, I will let them pay for they did to you." Anger was evident in Erin's eyes and before I knew it, my tears streamed down again and I hugged her tightly.

All the hurt that I felt from yesterday came back to me. From the way Nick believed at what Rebecca told him, to the disgusted looks that the people gave me, the insults that people hurled at me, and the humiliation.

I cried it all out again while hugging Erin. She pat my back gently and whispered, "Let it out, Livy. Just let it all out. Jowee and I are here to be your shoulders to cry on. Let it all out, sweetie. Cry it all out."

Then I felt another set of arms engulfed me into a hug and I instantly knew it was Jowee.

After crying for about three minutes, I released myself from the hug and faced them to thank them.

"Thank you for always being there with me whenever I needed someone. Thank you for cheering me up and for choosing to believe in me. Thank you because despite everything, you chose to stay with me. I want you two to know that I am so grateful and blessed to have you both in my life. I wouldn't trade both of you for anything. I love you two." I said and hugged them both again.

"I love you two, too." they both said in unison and we all laughed.

We spent the whole day watching movies and series on Netflix, we ate whatever we desire and we never talked about what happened yesterday.

Although we never talked about it, I thought about it. I thought about how Niccolo didn't trust and believe me, how he easily jumped into the conclusion because he had a first hand experience of me being violent. Was it because I hit him? Or was it because of what he witnessed when I hurt Cassandra?

Yes I hit him, but that's the only way I showed my feelings, just like mom. And it wasn't intentional as well as not to hurt someone.

I may hit Cassandra but that's because I was consumed by my anger. All the anger that I bottled inside these past few years went out when I saw her caressing his face.

I love him, hell this is the first time I love a man with all my heart and without any reservations. Then when he saw me hovering over Rebecca he concluded immediately that I was the one initiated it.

I didn't know that he sees me as such. A violent and hot headed woman. I guess his first impression of me hasn't really died down. I thought that by showing my true self at him he will treat me like how Jowee and Erin treated me, as Livy North, not the heiress Olivia North.

But it was just all in my head. I was blinded by my feelings for him to notice that he was only doing everything because I am his responsibility, that I am just a deal that he needs to take care of, nothing more nothing less.

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A week has gone by since the incident. It was only Erin and Jowee who knows what happened, I didn't tell Zac and Dad. If I tell them, they would probably talk to Niccolo and force him to talk to or apologize to me and I didn't want that.

It will only look like I am desperate for his attention. Also, I promised myself that that was the last humiliation I can ever have in my life. I am done proving myself to everyone that I am not the kind of woman the media talks about.

I put my heels on lazily and went out of my room when I heard my doorbell rang.

I looked at my video intercom and saw Niccolo standing outside my apartment. My heartbeat went up as I repeatedly closed and opened my eyes to tell myself that I wasn't dreaming. Is he going to apologize to me? Because if he do, I will immediately accept it.

Then I saw him agitatedly pressed the doorbell repeatedly, well I guess he did not come here for that. So I composed myself by taking a couple of deep breathes and sported my Olivia North look.

When I was certain that I was okay to face him, I clicked the open button at the video intercom to automatically open my door.

He walked in my unit with a gloomy yet angry expression in his face. Even when he's looking so gloomy and his stubble are growing and occupying half of his face, he still looked so handsome.

But I can see in his eyes that he's angry at me, this was the first time I saw his eyes held so much anger in them. It's as if looks could kill, I have been dead since he walked inside my apartment.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" I asked him nonchalantly. I was glad that my voice did not shake when I spoke.

He stood in front of me and threw the envelope that he's holding on top of my coffee table. The contents of the envelope fell and I saw photos of me with Adolph. I scoffed and looked at him.

"So it was true, huh. You really are having an affair with a German and his name was fucking Adolph." He paused and chuckled darkly. "I should've known. All those discreet phone calls were from him. I should've known that when I heard you happily telling me that you'll go to Germany for a business meeting was because you will meet him. I should've known Olivia that you were fucking toying me." He raised his voice and banged his fist on the wooden table that was placed beside the one-seater love seat.

I, on the other hand, was still rooted in my place staring at him without any emotions.

"Cassandra was right, you're just acting up and is a two-faced woman. You let me believe that you are the victim of these fucking news. When in fact, the truth was it was your real fucking self. You act in front of me as if you care for me, for Dyan. Your kisses and touches were just an act. To show your dad that you're a changed woman so that he won't take and strip you off with money, from this fucking apartment, and the status of being the North heiress."

"That's why you fucking went along with this deal and showed us that you were okay and happy. Hell you even let my son called you his mother, for God sakes. You should've told me from the start Olivia, that you were only acting, in that way I wouldn't have fucking fallen in love with you and I wouldn't let my son be closed to you and let him call you mommy." He paused and stared at me.

All this time I was staring at him without me letting him see through me so I shut my emotions off. I didn't want him to see that he's hurting me with all these allegations.

"You know, I can endure the heartbreak but what I couldn't fathom was to see my son desperately asking for you because he fucking misses you. You shouldn't have messed up with Dylan's feelings, Olivia. He's just a kid. A fucking three year old kid!" He looked at me with disgusts and hate.

"Now you couldn't even answer or explain to me because what I said was all true." He said and held both of my shoulders so he can look in my eye.

"Get. Out." I said and he was surprised to hear those words, I guess he wasn't expecting that. I think he expects that I will cry and beg for his forgiveness. Why will I do that? I did nothing wrong.

He removed his hands on my shoulders and put it in his pants pocket and scoffed.

"Of course you don't care. What did I expect?" He scoffed and went out of my apartment and shut the door with a bang.

When I was sure that he really was gone, I landed on my knees and cried. That's how he sees me, huh. He sees me as the world sees me, the arrogant and self-centered bitch of an heiress.

I thought he was different, but turned out he wasn't different from the rest of the world. He never trusted nor believe me, he's just like everyone else who expects the worse out of me.

Why didn't I bother to explain myself? Because I know and I can see it in his eyes that if I tried to explain everything, I know he won't believe me. He already expected the worse out of me when he came here.

Also, I promised myself that I won't make a fool out of myself anymore. I've had enough humiliation and insults thrown at me since I was a teen and I won't take anymore especially from him.

This is the last time I will cry for anyone. After this day, I will go back to what I usually am, the cold and hard to crack bitch everyone knew and read of. And this is the last time I will give my heart and let it crushed by anyone.

This I promise to myself.

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