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Chapter 213
“Huh?” Olivia was confused.
“Rainie Jameson is not my fiancee.” Zac walked toward Olivia until he was by her
side and held her frail shoulders gently. He bent down to look at her and repeated what he just said.
Why was Zac explaining things to her?
“Oh.” Olivia was still frozen to the spot. Her response was apathetic and blunt.
The image of Zac being furious yesterday was still clear in her mind. For him to be so gentle today…
What exactly did Zyla say to him?
Before Olivia could ask, Zac smiled. “Zyla only told me why you wanted to cut things off with me. Nothing
else.
“The Jamesons wanted us Quintons to marry into their family because they wanted to be more influential
in Ocean City. That’s why they wanted Rainie to marry me.”
Then, Zac looked at Olivia, and with overflowing gentleness in his eyes, said to her, “I didn’t agree to it.
My life should not be tied to the Jamesons.”
Marriages for benefits between the rich had always existed, and if Mr. Larson had not loved Olivia the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtway he did, she would have also been handed odd into a marriage of benefits as well.
A marriage that had no love was more like a grave than a grave itself.
Olivia smiled lightly and said, “I know you. But Ms. Jameson seems to really like you a lot.”
That day, even if Rainie had not said what she did aloud, a woman’s intuition was often very accurate.
Zac did not continue the conversation. He switched topics and asked, “I’ve done my part in explaining.
We’re still friends, right?”
He threw the ball back into Olivia’s court.
“Being my friend could result in being hit by a car. Are you sure about that?”
“That’s what we call friends that had gone through thick and thin together.”
At that moment, Zac fished out a box with a bracelet.
He put the bracelet on Olivia’s wrist and pressed on the pendant. Immediately, a red
light started blinking.
“This is a beacon to call for help. If you’re in danger, just press on it once, and I’ll get a notification. I’ll
come and save you right away.”
“This…”
Olivia looked at the blinking red light on her wrist and did not know how to explain her feelings.
She had been adamant about cutting ties with Zac. How had things become like this now?
“Zac…”
Before Olivia could finish, Zac interrupted her.
”
“Olivia Larson.” Zac released her hand, and his tone of voice was much colder. Dorothy Ellis could lay
her hands on you at any time. I don’t want you or the baby to be in a dangerous situation. Do you
understand me?”
It felt like something had hit her square in her heart. Yes. Her baby. Even if she was not thinking for
herself, she should think about her baby.
Before Olivia could misunderstand, Zac added, “Also, Zyla is very worried about you.”
Olivia exhaled as she thought about Zyla and the baby. She looked up to look at Zac. “I’ll keep it. Thank
you… my friend.”
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“Did you regularly take the medication I gave you?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Yeah, I did.”
“I’ve just given a new course to Zyla. Remember to take your medication and rest well after you’re
discharged. If anything happens, I’m here. Don’t worry.”
‘If anything happens, I’m here. Don’t worry.’ This was something that John used to
say.
What a comforting and touching phrase.
Olivia pursed her lips. “Okay. I won’t.”
Zac marched out of the ward and heaved a long sigh.
He had almost blown his cover just now.
If Olivia found out that the friendship she shared with Zac was not so platonic after
all, she would immediately push him away without hesitation.
However, he did not want that. He would not like that to ever happen.
He would rather be a silent guardian angel by her side, protecting her and watching
over her.
In the ward, Olivia fished out her phone in the silent room and gave Dorothy a call.
“We’ll meet tomorrow at noon.”
“Okay. Here’s where we’re meeting.”
“I’ll decide where we’ll meet.”