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Chapter 333
Olivia blinked her eyes, puzzled, and was about to answer when Mrs. Jameson came rushing in, panting
as she pounced onto Olivia’s bed.
“Liv, please save Rainie!”
Olivia was startled and instinctively hugged Zyla.
“What happened to Rainie?”
“She was beaten, taken to the police, and now, she’s probably going to jail.
“I went to visit her in the police station, and she was covered in blood, looking like she was about to die.
“Liv, please help her. Someone framed her!”
Olivia was slightly shocked.
She had no idea how much had happened while she was asleep.
However,…
“Sorry. There’s nothing I can do.”
“Liv.” Mrs. Jameson held her hand and wept as she said, “I’m sure you can do something.”
Olivia’s heart skipped a beat when she saw Mrs. Jameson begging her. She frowned and shook her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthead. “Mrs. Jameson, I just woke up. What can I do?”
She was about to pull her arm away, but Mrs. Jameson’s grip grew tighter.
Zac could not stand it anymore and pulled Mrs. Jameson away. “Mrs. Jameson, Liv is the victim here.”
“Zac,” Mrs. Jameson grabbed Zac. “Please save Rainie. She is your fiancee, after all.”
Zac’s eyes turned cold as soon as he heard the word ‘fiancee’. He lifted Mrs.
Jameson from the ground.
“Mrs. Jameson, you and my mother used to be on good terms.
“I’ni being polite because I respect you. Don’t blame me for being rude since you don’t want to be
respected.”
“Mr. Quinton…”
“If
you push her like this, it will only make her dislike you more and want to avoid you.”
John turned around and looked at Olivia as he said gently, “I’ll make you remember me.”
Then, he released her and walked away.
‘Forgetting me?
‘Absolutely not!’
However, John felt like there was a new chance now. A chance for Olivia to hate him. less.
Watching John leave, Olivia’s gaze turned cold. She dug her nails deep into her palm and felt sadness
surging in her.
She wanted to forget, but even with the concussion, she remembered everything about him.
If she forgot everything, could everything go back to how it was before?
She shook her head. Even if she had forgotten everything, John would not forget to get revenge on her.
Mrs. Jameson visited Olivia again the following day.
Olivia felt uncomfortable when she saw her.
“Mrs. Jameson, you should look for the person who sent her to jail, not me.”
“Liv, I know Rainie did something terrible and she has to be punished, but can you please punisher her
with something lighter?”
Olivia frowned. “Rainie is your daughter, but I’m also my mom’s daughter. Do you think I deserved to be
bullied?”
Mrs. Jameson did not know what to say to that and stood silently in the ward.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOlivia was upset to see Mrs. Jameson still in her room.
Mrs. Jameson was doing this because Mrs Jameson knew she was kind and would give in.
However, a few minutes later, John walked in wearing a black suit. He only gave Mrs. Jameson a cold
giance, making her quickly leave
He turned to Olivia and spoke as gently as possible, “Liv, I’ve brought someone to
see you.”
Olivia said nothing and looked behind him.
Seeing the people behind her, she smiled happily. “lan?”
lan placed the fruit basket by Olivia’s table and nodded as he asked, “How are you?”
“I’m fine. How about you, lan? Are you eating your meals on time?”
“Yes, I am.”
Olivia felt heartbroken when she saw lan distancing himself from her. She did not notice the change in
John’s expression.
‘It’s fake! She’s faking amnesia!
‘It’s impossible for her to remember everyone else except me.
‘So, she wants nothing more to do with me?’