After Being in a Coma for Five Years, I Decided to Divorce My Husband

I watched her act quietly, saying nothing to defend myself.

Michael frowned deeply. “Nichole, how could you say to Olivia like that? She’s taken care of you. Even if you’re not grateful, don’t be so rude!”

“Apologize to Olivia immediately, or I’ll suspend your father’s medical payments.”

Hearing this, I stared at Michael in shock. Though I’d seen his true colours during my coma, I never imagined he still managed to sink lower than I expected.

My lips cracked and peeled as I denied, “I didn’t flip it. It was clearly her...”

Before I could finish, Olivia interrupted, “Michael, if Nichole says I did it, let’s just say it was me.”

“I have no status, no connections, no power or position. I’ve faced this kind of injustice so often that I’m used to it.”

The truth was twisted. Michael shouted angrily, “Nichole, I’ll say it again, you must apologize to Olivia.”

I gripped the bedsheet and noticed the arrogant and defiant look in Olivia’s eyes.

Seeing Michael defend Olivia without question, I suddenly remembered our first meeting. Back then, when I was falsely accused, he had firmly defended me, too.

He had said, “Even if the whole world doesn’t believe you, I, Michael Cordero, will always believe every word you say. I will never betray you.”

Now, he has broken his promise. My heart was hurt.

Meeting Michael’s unfamiliar gaze, I whispered, “I’m sorry.”

Olivia smirked. “It’s fine, Nichole. Just be more careful next time. Please, don’t be so reckless.”

Seeing my apology, Michael’s expression softened.

He reached out to ruffle my hair and said gently, “That’s better. Since you’re being so obedient, I’ll take you shopping tomorrow.”

I didn’t refuse or agree. Early the next morning, Michael took me to check out of the hospital.

I instinctively opened the passenger door and saw Olivia sitting inside, entirely made up.

She gave me a teasing smile. “Sorry, Nichole. I’m used to sitting in the front.”

Michael opened the back door and said gently, “Nichole, please sit in the back. Olivia gets carsick, so give her some space.”

I stayed silent and went to the back seat. After arriving at the mall and browsing for a while, I finally spotted a handbag that caught my eye.

Seeing how much I loved it, Michael immediately took out his card. “Buy it.”

“Nichole, I like that bag too. Why don’t you let me have it?” Olivia said, reaching out to grab the bag.

I stayed calm and answered, “I saw it first.”

Olivia’s eyes turned red, then she said tearfully, “Nichole, you’ve had every bag you wanted since you were a kid. Why fight me over this one?”

Michael, who had just returned from paying, frowned upon hearing this. “If Olivia likes it, let her have the bag, Nicole.”

Then he took my hand and said kindly, “You can take another one. I’ll buy you ten of them, okay?”

I pushed his hand away, my face cold. “No way.”

If it wasn’t the one I loved at first sight, buying more later wouldn’t matter. Just like people, if we didn’t see them clearly from the start, we were already wounded beyond repair by the time we discovered the truth.

I wouldn’t have him since Michael never truly belonged to me.