Her expression paled further. "I... I didn't know...
"Mr. Pettyfer said it was just a worthless bracelet. I thought..."
Oliver interrupted our exchange, his tone dismissive.
"Enough! I was just trying to lighten the mood. I never said you couldn't have it.
"Why are you being so petty? Just because of a bracelet, you're going to throw a divorce in my face?
"Scarlett, you're really getting bold!"
Oliver seemed to think that after all these years, he was the one keeping me afloat, allowing me to enjoy my life as a wealthy wife.
But Oliver had conveniently forgotten that it was during his company's bankruptcy that I had made the hard choice to sell that bracelet to help him get back on his feet.
Now, his words felt like a denial of my worth.
I said, forcing a bitter laugh, "You know what that bracelet means to me.
"I'm not making a scene."
I cradled the broken pieces of the bracelet in my hands, my expression betraying no emotion.
"See you in court on Monday."
With that, I turned on my heel, leaving Oliver staring after me, his face gloomy.
The autumn rain fell in heavy sheets, thick and relentless. It was just like the autumn when Oliver lost everything.