Madison stood with arms crossed, her gaze steely as she faced Zayn. The room was silent except for the distant hum of traffic outside. "Divorce me? In your dreams," he sneered, ripping the papers apart. "Sign it, or I'm taking you to court. Save yourself the embarrassment," Zayn's eyes flashed with anger, but his lips twisted into a mocking smile. "Madison, that desperate to shack up with your pretty boy? Have you no shame?" Madison remained unfazed. In her mind, the stakes were clear—her life depended on severing these ties.

"Madison, Zayn, what's going on?" Yasmin asked, her voice a mix of confusion and concern. "You two done cuddling?" Madison remarked coldly, watching Zayn quickly let go of Yasmin. Yasmin's eyes were wide with innocence. "There's nothing going on between us," she pleaded, but Madison's icy stare remained unwavering. "Leave Yasmin out of this. It's clear you've got wandering eyes," Zayn spat, his frustration palpable as he attempted to deflect the accusations.

Yasmin hovered anxiously by the exam room door, her eyes darting back to Madison. "Madison, how could you? What if Zayn reports this to the police?" she whispered, her voice trembling with fear. "He wouldn't dare," Madison replied coolly, dismissing Yasmin's concerns with a wave of her hand. Her mind was set on the divorce, and no threat would deter her. The unexpected arrival of Henry caused a ripple of surprise. His presence was both a reminder of the past and a beacon of potential hope.

"Madison, can't we talk this through?" Yasmin implored, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. Madison remained silent, her expression unreadable as she contemplated the tangled web of deception and betrayal. "Come back with me," Zayn urged, his tone shifting from demand to desperation. "Until you sign the divorce papers," she replied firmly, her voice cutting through the noise like a blade.

"It's just 30% of our orders. It's fine. My happiness matters more," Madison declared, her words echoing the unwavering support of her aunt. Henry watched her with a mixture of admiration and determination. "Are you sure about this? You really want to divorce him?" "Yes, I will divorce him," Madison replied, her voice steady and resolute.

Madison stood at the edge of her new life, her heart pounding with anticipation and fear. The path ahead was uncertain, but for the first time in a long while, it was hers to choose. "Whatever happens, we'll face it together," Henry assured, his presence a constant source of strength by her side. In the newfound silence, Madison knew she had reclaimed her power, and with it, the promise of a future untainted by betrayal.