Divorce from the Tyrant

Synopsis

On the day of my parents' funeral, Maddox took my grave plot to bury Kinley's deceased dog instead. "The young woman is grieving over her pet and she's on edge, plus she's recently pregnant. It's just a grave marker; let her have it," he said, tossing divorce papers in front of me. "She's young and fiery, threatening to abort the baby without proper recognition. Let's finalize the divorce now, and once the baby is born, you can return." I clutched the urn and signed, feeling numb. Back home, as I packed my bags, I overheard the mocking laughter of his friends. "Now that she's got no parents, Maddox can do whatever he wants with her," one sneered. "Maybe once the baby arrives, she'll beg to be the nanny!" Maddox chuckled, indifferent. "Violette is just my pet. She'll never leave me." I stood there, numb to the scene unfolding before me, when my phone rang. A familiar voice broke through: "Violette, I'm not dead... I'm back." I covered my mouth in disbelief, overwhelmed with emotion. It was Cristian, the only man I've ever truly loved. Could it be? He wasn't dead? In shock, I accidentally hung up. Trembling, I reached to call him back when the door burst open and Maddox appeared. "Who are you trying to impress with those tears? It's just a game, don't be dramatic," Maddox said, frowning. In his presence, I slipped the phone back into my pocket. Once inside, Maddox's friends eyed me maliciously. "She's such a pushover, getting told off like that." "If she doesn't behave, Maddox might toss her aside, and she'll be begging at the door." Their laughter echoed through the room. I stood there, having heard these taunts a million times