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Chapter 102
“Johnny, why won’t you believe me? The driver was a woman. Couldn’t you see it?”
John knew the driver was a woman, but he refused to believe it.
Olivia stayed over at Zac’s apartment last night, so it was impossible that nothing happened between
them. Impossible!
ia, I won’t allow you to leave me!”
After he said that, John leaned over her and kissed her. He was rough and brutal.
His lips soon landed on Olivia’s fair neck. Then, he opened his mouth and bit her, leaving a red mark
behind.
“Olivia, remember that you’re my woman. Even if I don’t want you or I don’t want to play with you
anymore, you aren’t allowed to even think about finding someone else!”
His obsession and possessiveness forbade others from touching Olivia. He would not allow even the
idea of her cheating to exist in this world.
Olivia was in pain. She looked at John in disbelief and with tears in her eyes. She sobbed. “Johnny,
you’ve changed. You’re so unreasonable now!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“You don’t believe anything I say, but you believe Dorothy no matter what. You’re biased!”
“Yes, I am biased.”
“Johnny, you’re so unfair! If Dorothy is your woman now, why aren’t you watching her? Don’t you know
how many men she’s slept with?”
John was stunned. If Olivia had not questioned him, he might never have noticed that he was not at all
possessive over Dorothy.
He did not care if Dorothy had another man. After all, he refused to touch her.
However, it was different with Olivia. Whenever he saw her getting close to another man, he would
inexplicably feel enraged.
Suddenly, Olivia looked at him in despair. “Johnny, do you love or hate me?”
‘Love?
‘How is that possible? Our love only existed two years ago!’
“I hate you! Olivia, I hate being betrayed, and you violated me!”
“So I deserve to die, right?”
Suddenly, John’s voice deepened. He reached out to play with her hair and said, “No, Olivia. I don’t want
you to die. I want you to stay by my side and suffer.”
Olivia closed her eyes in despair after she heard that. She let her tears flow freely down her cheeks.
Her heart was in pain, and it was indescribably unbearable.
This man was insane, and she was also on the brink of insanity.
The could not tell if she hated or loved him herself.
She only knew that she could not escape.
When they got back to the Cliffside Villa, John carried Olivia out of the car. As they approached the room
door, John said to Wes, “Find that woman, and get the car back.”
“Yes, sir.”
John knew that because he had hurriedly dragged Olivia out of the car, her bag must still be in there, and
her phone would probably be in her bag.
Dorothy was sitting on the sofa when she saw John come in with Olivia in his arms. She panicked and
quickly ran over.
“Johnny, you’re finally back. Is Liv okay?
“Did anything happen to her last night?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe soon noticed the red mark on Olivia’s neck. She covered her mouth in shock and said, “Liv, your
neck… Johnny, you must believe Liv. Something must have happened to her!”
Johnny peered at her. “Go make some soup.”
Dorothy was stunned before she nodded. “Okay, sure. Are you eating too?”
“No, just Olivia.”
“Oh… Okay.”
After she reluctantly answered affirmatively, she angrily stormed into the kitchen.
Something was not right. Normally, John would be enraged. However, he was asking her to make food
for that b*tch Olivia.
‘Damn it!’
Suddenly, an unpleasant thought crossed Dorothy’s mind.
‘Did they spend last night together?
‘But that shouldn’t be the case. John called last night to ask if Olivia was at home…’
Dorothy got angrier and angrier as she thought about it. Then, she had an idea. ‘I should add something
extra to the soup.’